It's an incessant worry that never goes away. I know it's not-it isn't rational. It's not. But I just can't, I…

I know that I will wake up tomorrow to find my Popsicles covered in ants, in fact replaced completely by ants. The box will be filled with all kinds of insects. I won't have any frozen dessert to offer guests.

And then I'll be exposed as a poor host. I will lose standing. In this and all other bowling alleys. Simple as that.

Chris Weagel

Chris Weagel writes about the intersection of technology and parenting for Wired Magazine. No he doesn't. He can't stand that shit.

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