I was out eating dinner the other day when I saw something that made me so very jelly. A kid decided that meal-time was over and took a nap.
Naps! In public! And it was perfectly acceptable. No social stigmata to worry about like some park-bench hobo.
Man I miss that. Where you could just lay down for sleepy time and you became someone else’s responsibility. Didn’t have to worry about being rifled for loose change or how you would get home. Heck, to him, he just closed his eyes in the restaurant and when he opens them next he would be at home…
Wait. one. minute! Teleportation!
Think about it, there was no intervening time to him. It was instant. I just cracked the secret for teleporation. Take that scientists!
Sure, there is still real-time lapse, but that is all relative anyway. All we need is enough tranquilizer, some good handlers, and conventional transportation, and viola! Beam me to Disneyland, Scotty.
Brilliant! Though teleporting to Australia would likely also require a diaper (with at least 2 changes). Other than that tiny issue it’d be great though if they can lose luggage what happens when Kevin is left in baggage claim accidentally during the Christmas vacation teleportation..