It’s Not A Bug, It’s A Feature
I recently posted a story about where I ended up doing the right thing in the end. I didn’t want anyone to get the wrong idea about me, so now I’ll post one where I didn’t listen to the little angel on my shoulder. As a matter of fact, I don’t even remember the angel even showing up for this one. It was December 25th 1980-something and I got a Walkman for Christmas. Remember those? I went everywhere with that…