“Rick” she gave him a vacant stare, “did I ever tell you about how your dad lost his job at the software factory”. He slowly chewed his pancakes. He didn’t respond. She went on, “We used to be quite rich you know.”
“Then why did we move away? I liked going to the a16z school for founders. Now it’s all for nothing. How the hell am I going to negotiate term sheets with anyone out here?” He was getting visibly agitated.
“I hate forcing myself to write everything by hand now - it feels impossible. I wish I went to normal school and spent time working with my hands.“
She interrupted him, “honey, it was a different time. San Francisco was the epicentre of the technology industry. Now they’re razing the office buildings that had the highest rents in the country at one point, just to build farms.”
“How could we have known?”