Nearly everything has a barcode on it now. They’ve replaced labels and price tags almost completely. If it doesn’t have a barcode on it, you have to wonder if it really exists. Frank’s Grandmother was given a barcode when she was in the hospital… to let the staff know what she had and didn’t have…what she did and didn’t do. It was creepy, but in a cool way… access to her entire hospital stay was just a red light scan away.
Soon, we’ll all know who we are…just wait for the read out after the beep. Don’t look directly into the red laser…you may end up frying something you need.
Scares the peanuts out of me.
