Daily writing prompt
Describe your life in an alternate universe.
I imagine my life in an alternate universe would be similar to the Futurama Episode “The Farnsworth Parabox” wherein the Planet Delivery crew encounters their counterparts in an alternate universe. The lives of their counterparts are similar, differentiated only by decisions made through a coin toss.
Coin Toss Outcomes
In the alternate universe, the coin toss had the opposite outcome, thereby all decisions made by the alternate universe Planet Delivery crew were the exact opposite of the “regular universe” Planet Delivery Crew.
Photo source: https://futurama.fandom.com/wiki/The_Farnsworth_Parabox
A blue Zoidberg and a gold Bender? Not a universe I want to be in.
I don’t live in NYC in the year 3000, so I’m not by any means saying my life would be anything like life depicted in Futurama. Rather my assumption is that an alternate universe is a slight aberration from the universe we know. That things would be similar enough to recognize just off center. It’s really hard to speculate what this version of me would look like (since I already seem to walk the line between personality types as it is).
Following the Futurama model, the difference would be something like:
-When the electric company offered to give me a free tree for my yard I’d have chosen a Willow Acacia instead of a Desert Willow.
-I would have graduated college in 4 years instead of 5 and probably be one year closer to the grave because I would have had one more year in the workforce than I do now instead of spending that extra year ditching my classes and leaving my campus job early to go wander around the mall (we still have a few that are alive and kicking), take 2 hour lunch breaks then go watch reruns of Most Extreme Challenge with my bestie at the time before doing some actual homework.
-Or maybe I would have been a slightly less curious 4 year old and decide not to dismantle my family’s new CD player which lead to me getting my hand stuck in said CD player which permanently disfigured my right middle finger. Which sounds boring- I think I’d miss the slight scar that faintly lines the area under the nail bed.
From this perspective, discussing the alternate universe isn’t that interesting at all!
This is what a CD player would look like in an alternate universe. Forget Sony or Panasonic- the Dot brand ruled the compact disc player market in my alternate existence.
The IRL Alternate Universe Experience
I’ve been crafting this post off and on all afternoon and evening. In between piecing this disaster of a post together, I also had some brief discussions about high school reunions. I’d rather not discuss why that topic popped, other than to say it’s a constant topic in my household right now. And in thinking back to my one high school reunion, it was my taste of life in an alternate universe.
Before I crap on this experience, let me say I didn’t hate high school, but I didn’t love it either. It was very “meh”. To me it just felt like a holding pattern I had to endure before I could enter the sunny skies and grassy lawns of university life. I floated between social groups on campus as my actual friends went to different high schools all over the eastern part of the county.
I debated whether I should go. My mom somehow convinced me to attend. She had a completely different high school experience so to her, why wouldn’t I go? Against my better judgment I bought a ticket. Since I sunk $40 into this, now I had to go.
First, out of a graduating class of approximately 1250 students, I’d say maybe 300 showed up. There were 3 feeder junior high schools that comprised my high school. Of the people I associated with, they all went to 2 of the 3 junior high schools. So guess which junior high most of the attendees were from… just take a big guess.
Throughout the 2 arduous hours I could stomach evening, I recognized 6 people. SIX. At one point, I wondered if I had attended some other high school’s reunion. Or maybe it was my high school but the wrong year. But no, the signage everywhere listed the correct high school and graduation year.
To add insult to injury, this one overly enthusiatic women who I’ll call Lindsey because I do not remember her name walked up to me had the audacity to ask me”are you sure you were part of our class? Why don’t I know you?”
To be fair I had no effing clue who she was either but I still – I found her remark to be rude but I decided to have some fun with this. I told her I ran into some trouble with during my junior year and had to finish out my high school career via correspondence courses as I was in the witness protection program until my first year in college. The look on her face was priceless.
During the dinner, which thankfully the food make up for the $40 I sunk into this evening, a video presentation ran in the background. I recognized the backdrop of my school but I didn’t recognize ANYONE in any of the photos shown in the presentation.
I stayed maybe 20 minutes after eating dinner and called it a night. I stayed long enough to say I’d attended but I couldn’t wait to leave. I managed to make small talk witht the handful of people I did recognize but I had zero things in common with any of these people that even the small talk was pure torture.
I felt so uncomforable the whole time I was there, that it definitely felt like an alternate universe! Kinda like- what would this school had been like had I not gone there. The memories I had of high school were nonexistent at that reunion. It was definitely a bizarre experience. I like to say I’ll never say never, but I can confidently say I’ll never go to another high school reunion!