The people of earth avoided looking at each

The people of earth avoided looking at each other. We had too much to say, but had become very shy. It was as if we were all riding an elevator in silence, waiting for the doors

to spring open and break the awkward silence. The Moon Lift had been a great idea in theory but public transport was always so tedious. Everyone wanted their own private Moon Lift

station. Weekends on the dark side of the moon were popular & long lines formed at the local feeder stations to the Moon Lift to the Sea of Tranquility. In the crowded Moon Lift I

ine I looked around & realized 10 years had got behind me. No one told me when to run; I'd missed the starting gun. All these other loonies on the dark side of the moon were

10 light years ahead of me, or 60 trillion miles. I could easily catch up to the Loonies in my superluminal warp drive buggy. It was cheating, but I couldn't let the Loonies reach

the dark side of the moon. After all just having the lunatics on the orbital grass was all I could take. I prepared to overtake them in my warp drive buggy but then a call came

from my manager, informing me that my break was over. I quickly rushed back to our branch of McDonald's and proceeded to flip more burgers, which were rapidly disintegrating in the

rain. The McDonalds had been without a roof since I sold it to pay off 'debts'. I'd got a disciplinary over it but, if it didn't rain, I had the highest flip rate in this McD secto

logy Department, the college's latest "advance" in micro-specialization. Instantly I was dubbed the "national expert in McD Sectology." The Dean was evasive."What does it mean?" he