It was a Sunday, I had been out in Amsterdam for the day and just stopped at the shop for some end-of-week shopping. And then… something magical happened.
As I was about to pay for my shopping, I heard a somewhat familiar voice behind me: “Hey I’ve got one of those too!”. I turned around and my heart skipped a beat… It was Ali…
A lot of questions ran through my brain, I wanted to know all about the state of #8, I wanted to know about their latest marketing campaign, I wanted to know what the heck he was doing here on a Sunday night…
But I looked at him. He was tired. Lost in thoughts. His somewhat scruffy appearance had some similarities with that of a zombie. Looking deep into his eyes I could still see the lines of code and text engraved in his sclera. I didn’t know what to do. Answer my curiosity… or leave it. I had to make a decision. “Yeah they’re really great aren’t they!” is what I heard myself mumble.
I saw Ali change. His frown turned upside down. His tired face showed signs of sparks (non-twilight kind).
I saw true happiness that day, and it was bunq that did it.
This story obviously never happened, but I’m desperate.