My boss’s 7-year-old son met me for the first time today.
The kid stared at me for a good ten seconds without saying a word.
Then he finally asked, completely seriously, “Why are you so ugly?”
I stood there in silence, trying to process the emotional damage from someone who still needs help tying his shoes.
Then I leaned down and whispered, “I’m not supposed to tell anyone this…”
He looked curious.
“I came here in a time machine.”
He smiled.
“I’m you… from the future.”
The kid’s face dropped.
He started crying.
Not a little cry, either.
He cried for a solid 20 minutes.
I’ve never seen someone regret their entire future so quickly.
