I’m sitting here switching between a Yankees/Red Socks game and the movie Big and thinking about the movie even as I watch the game.
Was Josh the luckiest kid on the planet when he was changed into an adult? I suppose people could write dissertations for their doctorates on the issue. But I know that if, by some miracle, I was in his place I would NEVER have tracked down that machine and gone back.
Now don’t get me wrong. I had a good childhood. But the opportunity that presented itself was better, in my mind, than the option Peter Pan offered. A fast bypass of all the trauma of being a teenager and, for someone that has never truly grown up, the perfect job!
Vice President in charge of product development at a Toy Manufacturer. Hot Damn! Who among us wouldn’t love to have Josh’s job? Of course, in the simplified world of the movie, everything falls into place and one success leads to another. We all know that as in any working environment things are never as perfect as that. But, just for a moment, I can pretend that it’s me on the screen and not Tom Hanks and I see that this is my proverbial 15 minutes of fame! Thank you Andy Warhol and thank you Penny Marshall!
I don’t know, Glenn. If I could choose I think I’d go back and be a kid again!