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- Embed this noticeThe year is 1990. School's out. You're making some quick cash mowing the neighbor's lawn, and choose to spend a buck on the ice cream truck making the rounds. Your friend flags you down from across the street and together you head down to the rec center for some racquetball. Life is good.
The year is 2001. You just got off work at McDonald's. On your way out, you buy a swiss and onion burger off the dollar menu and fill up your gas tank for $25. Nobody to hang out with on a weekday, so you head home and log into windows XP. You check AIM for online friends: nobody yet, so you boot up some runescape and kick back for a few hours before bed. Life is good.
The year is 2010. You just got off work. You pick up a large 3 topping Papa John's pizza for $10 and fill up the tank for $38. Once home, you log on and get a skype call from your old high school buddy. You catch up on life and wonder when the next world of warcraft expansion will release. Life is okay.
The year is 2020. You're unemployed. No need to fill up on gas, you haven't left the house in months. You hop on discord to play some CSGO with friends, but it gets stale after losing the first game of the night. You log off, check the fridge a few times, pace the floor for a bit and then log back on. You miss the good old days. Eventually you get lost on some youtube rabbit hole and zone out until you finally go to sleep, knowing the cycle will repeat tomorrow. Life sucks.
The year is 2025. You just closed shift at your second part-time job. On the way back, you buy a subway footlong meal. 15 dollars. You fill up your tank for $52 and head straight home. Exhausted, you consider just lying down for the night, but you're interrupted by your roomate yelling on a voice chat from his room. You put in some ear buds to block the noise and instinctively pull out your phone. Hours go by in minutes and it's 11. Oops. You don't even remember what you were doing, but you'll regret it tomorrow when you're dozing off at work. You wish you were still unemployed, but you don't even know what you'd do with the time if you had it. Nothing interests you anymore.
Life sucks.