How do they know?

Bermuda has one major mall. The Washington Mall. Meh, I kno. Just one mall? How do we do it? Anyway, it serves its purpose (which would be to meet girls, try on expensive leather jackets, and have races with friend’s to see who could down their strawberry milkshake the fastest). Oh yea, and sometimes we shop there.

Chances are, if you’re meeting me in town, I’d either say “Hey! Let’s meet at Rock Island Coffee!” or “Um, how about the Mall?”. As usual people take 3 light-years and 4 minutes to meet me there so Im usually stuck on a bench making funny faces to infants in their stroller’s while I wait. But last week in particular I thought I’d try something new.

So Im sitting there, eyes aimlessly wondering, headphones stuck in each ear and fiddling with my leather “Live in Love” wrist band and Im thinking to myself:

“Most malls in the States have those humungous maps on the wall that illustrate the entire mall’s floor-plan. Most times there’s a little red dot that indicates where you are. It says something like “YOU ARE HERE”. I got to thinking. How does it know where you are at that precise moment? There’s no way they could have known you’d be right there. They get it right every-time without fail! Its a phenomenal experience. I mean, thats how you know there’s something out there! Something bigger than us! Smarter than us. Amazing!”

Just a little fun fact. Something to think about…