You’re in your car, waiting for an employee to bring out your drive-up order. You’ve been here for some time, but you don’t mind—you’ve been idly scrolling your timeline and posting. Then they arrive, and you show them your order confirmation code on your phone.

Which they spend a long time looking at. Too long. They seem confused. And then make an embarrassed smirk.

And it dawns on you: that wasn’t your confirmation code.

That was a draft of a Mastodon post. 🤦‍♂️

Welcome… to Fedi Vale.