Saturday's Storyteller: "Things were much simpler where I'm from. Not like here."
by Belinda Roddie Things were much simpler where I'm from. Not like here. Not like this twenty-second century nonsense I was always hearing about as a kid. See, where I'm from, we liked staying in the twentieth century. We ignored all the technological advancements of the twenty-first century, and, well, I guess we sort of shot ourselves in the foot. Because I don't know what to do in a city like this. I've never heard of half the things I'm supposed to work with on a daily basis. Retinal scanners? "Automatic typing?" Sensor-equipped walkways? This all sounds like something out of an old, cheesy sci-fi movie. And yet, here I am. A "second century" baby, raised on "traditional values," now thrown into a world I never learned to understand. I'm in the turbo-vator when I run into her. She's wearing a headband that lights up when she blinks. It's like it's detecting her movement - or her pulse, I dunno. She smiles at m