This new year was supposed to be different. It was supposed to be
something bigger and better than all the past new years. So much for the chaos,
destruction, and giant celebrations that were supposed to happen. With all the
hype built up around this new year's, its no wonder that it seemed to be such a
disappointment. For myself, it was like every other new year's; although, I must
admit that all the speculation and predictions made the ball drop a little bit
I had heard about the religious cults, terrorists, and overly concerned people
taking drastic measures and making ridiculous predictions about the "new
millennium". Bombs were going to go off all over, banks would crash, electricity
would shut down, and people would return to the dark ages and loot and riot all
day and night. The less drastic predictions included atm's spitting out money
into the street, and people would be billed for a hundred year conversation if
they were on the phone when the clock struck twelve. Although they are more
believable than some predictions, I have yet to see the day when an atm shoots
money out into the street (wouldn't it be nice?). Honestly, I think the people who
bought bottled water and stock-piled canned goods had let the media hype get
to them, and they weren't thinking clearly. I only know one person who joined in
on the millennium madness and that was my crazy aunt. She bought a shotgun
and learned to shoot it just so she was ready when the world as we know it came
to an end (as if a shotgun, or any other gun for that matter, could have stopped
that). When she told our family at Christmas time we all passed each other
funny looks and laughed very loud on the inside.
My own hopes for the new millennium were very simple; I just wanted to be at
an ATM when it shot out money. That didn't happen, so I guess I'll have to
...