Still working out some bugs, but that’s what happens when you’re old and all this new technology is thrust on you. Damn, I feel like running outside and yell at the kids “Get off my lawn!” Eh, moving on.
Heres a story that seems, although sci-fi, is relatable to some folks. You would think that relocating for a better job is something we all want. To live a better life, with your spouse and kids and two cars in the garage. Well, sometimes it doesn’t work out that way. Enjoy the freelancer.