It has happened twice recently that I went to the store and I heard one of the self-checkouts say “Please put the item back on the bag area before continuing”. In both cases, there was nobody there. Those things don’t even work when they’re not being used.
I was talking to a friend once, and I said that my generation missed out on everything. I’m too young to have been a hippy, but too old to have been a punk. My friend asked me what year I was born, and I answered “1958”. He told me I was the disco generation. My reply?…
“Mort” means “dead”, and “della” is an Icelandic term for a type of organic fertilizer that the censors here wouldn’t like me to say, so… dead “organic fertilizer”? No thank you.
But won’t tomorrow be yesterday?