MORK AND MINDY
The story goes like this. I was minding my own business, watching Mork and Mindy. I was thirteen years old and a stubborn teenager whose parents just embarrassed him yet again. I locked myself into my bedroom to avoid them at all cost. I put on the TV show and asked how could they do this to me? Again? I told them a million times, when I am hanging out with Cathy they need to leave me alone. We were in the basement practicing kissing when my mother walked in. At first I think she was shocked and then she started crying, saying that her baby is growing up. How embarrassing. So I obviously tell Cathy to go home and then run up the stairs to my bedroom. Thirty years from this date I am working at a search engine company called Google, reminiscing about my mother and Cathy, then an idea pops into my head. The Internet is still in its launching phase but we think that it’s going to work. I have this fantastic idea that I think will work. What if we have companies pay for people clicking on their sites. We can start a PPC search engine. No one bought me idea, but I think I might suggest it at Yahoo instead.