You know how sometimes the smallest incident with stick with you for years and pop into your mind occasionally and you just shake your head - even still?
That's what is happening here... this story is from long, long, long ago.
For several years I shared a small office space with a really cool gal. She was one of those internet savvy people that knew about web stuff long before the rest of us. I believe she may have even had a subscription to Wired magazine.
Well, she owed a dollar.
It was time for lunch one day and the meal I wanted from the cafeteria was $6 and I only had 5. So I asked her, "Oh hey, do you have that dollar I loaned you last week?"
She pondered for a second and replied, "Oh yea. I forgot about that."
She stared at me for a moment longer and then whipped her chair around and called up a website on her computer explaining with BIG enthusiasm, "Last night I opened an account on this new great site called PayPal. It's so cool. It's gonna be huge!"
She typed in a few things and hit send and proclaimed, "There! I just paid you! You have a dollar waiting for you on PayPal."
I looked at her blankly as I was not appreciating that I had just been internet geeked. I just needed a dollar um, in my hand for lunch. I snapped, "I don't think Carl's Jr. accepts this PayPal thing."
She shrugged, "Well, when you sign up for PayPal you have a dollar waiting for you in your account."
I rolled my eyes and huffed away. And borrowed a dollar from someone else.
She was right, as usual. PayPal would become huge. It was another two years before I indeed opened a PayPal account but it was after I had quit and she has sent that dollar to my old work email address. So, in the end I never got it.
So every once in awhile (like today) it crosses my mind that she still owes me a dollar.