The Apple Store opened in New Haven. It's hideously bright at night and makes the entire block look entirely in the dark compared to its genius (bar). They replaced the bookstore wall with a great blank slate to contemplate whenever meandering up the stairs with a book by Applegate.
In my imagination, I had a vision (while I was asleep). In this vision, there was an Apple Store. At this particular apple store, there were brightly lit advertisements on every wall, containing photos of objects that were large. In the middle of the floor, there contains a wooden table, such that you'd expect at an Apple Retail Store; but only one.
At this one table, there is a singular device glowing from directly at its center. This table is at the center of the room. You don't enter; you just appear. And a little gray alien stands in front of you and asks you if you would like it, without asking or moving its mouth; only with its mind. But you can hear it saying:
"Do you like it?"
And you are perplexed, it can tell, but it can't tell why you're perplexed. So you say:
"Yeah, but where are the options?"
Now, the alien looks a bit perplexed. Slowly looks back at you and says:
"But this is the greatest product in the universe." (insert laugh track).
"What kind of options do you need?"
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