I was at a tech conference the other day in SF. My buddy was one of the speakers. All the speakers got a bottle of wine.
Buddy: I’m going to Shyp the wine home so I don’t have to carry it around all day.
[Shyp is an on demand shipping app where you take a photo of something and someone comes to pick it up and mail it]
Me: you realize that is pretty much the most San Francisco thing you could have possibly said.
Buddy: yeah, it was, huh? But I don’t want to carry it around all day.
Me: What if it’s shitty wine and the cost of it isn’t even worth the shipping costs?
Buddy: Oh, good call.
[He then proceeds to pull out another app that scans the bottle label and spits out the price of the wine. Upon realizing it was cheap wine, he leaves it on the table.]
I’m calling it right now. San Francisco has officially reached peak craziness. This town is nuts.