In a world where plastic defies the laws of physics to achieve lift, a remarkably high-speed train existed like no other. On this extraordinary locomotive, a lone passenger proudly sported a jet-black hat that proclaimed him as the "World's Best Dad" – affectionately known as Andrew, the name bestowed upon him by his parents. However, amid the exhilarating journey through the landscape, a fresh face boarded the train – for the sake of our story, we'll introduce her as Lauren. Setting aside the metaphor for the writer's convenience, these two kindred spirits often found themselves side by side in the warm-up lines of their ultimate frisbee team, the Bullet Train, where their tracks converged. On one afternoon as they stood together in line, Lauren's curiosity got the best of her, and she inquired about Andrew's choice of headgear. Andrew responded, "It's prophetic." Unencumbered by pride, Lauren asked for the meaning of the word "prophetic." This was one of the early moments for Andrew. Maybe someday it will be ironic.