This morning I went to work wearing my
@Backpack shirt, like I often do.
At some point, a customer walks up to me and asks: āAre you a Backpack user?ā
I was a little suspicious at first, but said yeah Iām a lad.
His face immediately lit up.
He told me he had an iPhone that had fallen into water. Inside was a burner wallet and he no longer had the seed phrase.
I told him I could try to bring the phone back to life, but I couldnāt promise anything. Iād also need the passcode to properly test it.
He suddenly went pale.
āI canāt give you the code. Itās the same one I use for the wallet.ā
Fair enough š
So I told him: donāt give it to me. Iāll do everything in front of you. You unlock it whenever I need access, and that way thereās nothing to worry about.
A few hours of work and a new battery later⦠the iPhone came back to life.
He was so focking happy.
Then, in the middle of the excitement, he looked at me and said:
āLads on top! I knew I could trust a Lad.ā
Man⦠I melted.
Such a small sentence, but it hit me.
Because sometimes being part of a community is more than a PFP, an NFT, a token, or a shirt.
Sometimes itās recognizing someone youāve never met before and feeling like you already share something.
And yeah, Iām proud to be a
@MadLads .
But the story somehow got even better.
About an hour later, the guy came back to the shop.
He wanted to thank me for helping him and for taking the extra care to make him feel comfortable.
And he brought me a gift: A Series 1 PokĆ©mon box. The same one I wanted to buy when it dropped but couldnāt get.
I just stood there looking at it like⦠no way. All because I decided to wear a Backpack shirt to work this morning.
The internet is weird.
Crypto is weird.
But sometimes, it creates connections in the real world that you could never plan.
Btw should I open it? Or should I keep it sealed?