a journey

My roommate and I were on speaker phone with Time Warner today, coordinating a time for a service technician to come over to fix our internet. After setting up our appointment, the customer service representative informed us of some standardized policies in place for that visit, one of which was “An adult must be present for the entirety of the visit.” With exactly the same thought in mind, Anna and I glanced at each other with expressions of minor panic. It took only half a second for our faces to soften into smiles with the realization:

We ARE adults. That is so weird.

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