I haven’t heard of anyone else who was a floppy disc salesman. My parents couldn’t figure out where all their discs were going. I labeled them “math homework” “history notes” etc. Later in life I worked with a lot of my former clients’ parents and the thought that their kids lunch money funded their habits always brought a good chuckle. I was able to save enough for a cd burner!
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Ungovernable Misfits • Robot Riga Report | THE BITCOIN BRIEF 63 • Listen on Fountain
