A Glimpse Into The Future

Angelo Saraceno
2 min readNov 10, 2019

This moment came to me when I was on my third retreat to Joshua Tree National Park this year talking about debt cycles to a bunch of unenlightened software engineers.

Carts, are like TikTok, they deliver happiness.

It’s the year 2042. Bytedance, the parent company of TikTok has announced that it is moving into the groceries business. Kim Kardashian-West is now the president of a weakened United States. The TikTok app notifies me on my Apple Phone to head where the Von’s used to be. I leave my Little Tokyo apartment intrigued and with my AR glasses fully charged. I navigate to the new store careful to not get distracted by annoying holoads, apparently they still don’t know that I DO NOT have a structured settlement. The exterior is a shiny obsidian with streaks of blue and red in the stone. After I walk in, I am greeted by multiple video feeds of TikTok users posting videos of relevant foods popping up on my heads up display. I am craving some watermelon. I walk over to the produce section where I become engulfed by a stream of video related to fruit. There was this one duet that was pretty funny involving a user from Chile and India. The next video was even better, a coordinated dance routine where they are juggling fruit by the dance group, The Kinjas. I make a mental note to search up more Watermelon Memes later that day.

Before I know it, I am staring aimlessly into the void while video number 47 plays for me. The chill of the fruit isle is comforting. The isolation between me and my memes is heartwarming. I forget that I wanted to eat watermelon. I realize that this is all I ever wanted. Infinite entertainment in a finite world. I find love in the watermelon videos. I never leave the TikTok grocery store. I am fired from my job. Life is great.

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