He pays with a banknote that has my face on it. As always, I force a smile and give him his change. He’ll go back to his century tomorrow thinking he’s the only history tourist who’s ever done that. Jerk. Being future-famous is awful.
I’ve half a mind to not invent a time machine after all. The hell with any paradox!
Only—I have all this cash that won’t become legal tender unless I do.
He pays with a banknote that has my face on it. As always, I force a smile and give him his change. He’ll go back to his century tomorrow thinking he’s the only history tourist who’s ever done that. Jerk. Being future-famous is awful.
I’ve half a mind to not invent a time machine after all. The hell with any paradox!
Only—I have all this cash that won’t become legal tender unless I do.
So much for free will!
Whoops, copy and paste error, I left off the punchline. Full story in next toot!