On a recent overnight flight, I upgraded myself to business because I wanted to optimize sleep.
I observed the fellow passengers were mostly Boomers with presumingly MASSIVE bags of gold and silver.
After we had landed and while we were collecting our stuff, I saw gold and silver coins dropping from the bursting pockets of one of the Boomers.
After he had picked them up he approached me and said:
“Hey, you’re one of those crypto bros, right? I know it’s not going very well for you right now.”
“Take this”, he said while handing me a shining silver coin matching the color of his voluminous hair.
“No, I can’t.. but thanks.., I said, feeling surprised and embarrassed while the whole plane’s attention was on me.
“Come on.. take it. It’s my gift for you.”
“But we have a better money.. it’s fully auditable, with a better stock-to-flow and it doesn’t weigh in your pockets..”
“HAHAHA you mean the so called Bitcoin Standard?! HAHAHA!”, he laughed with a booming disdainful voice.
At that moment, the plane doors opened and the cabin crew quickly started to direct us out of the plane.
While I was walking towards immigration, I lamented for not having time to bring up the 21 million supply cap, devs working on quantum, Saylor’s purchases, the liquidity cycle and that not all that glimmers is gold.
Boomer got the last word this time.
It is kinda sad that sats won't randomly tumble out of pockets. Our fiction is doomed to hacker ish texts and laptop screens. Maybe a historical piece can imagine a world where casascius coins took over and became shards of glowing unobtainium.
I'm surprised he didn't get questioned about all that metal at departure or upon arrival.
I wonder how many of his peers waited forty years for their investment to pay off, then died before getting to enjoy this run.
Haha, good story, but is it fictional?
It says “short story” in the title so yes