It was December. 2017. Another more or less boring day at the office. I saw the news. Bitcoin hits 11k. Eleven motherfuckin’ k?!
It was a May sunny day in Dusseldorf. Me and my wife were smoking cigarettes on a blanket in the park. I told her I’m thinking to buy 10 bitcoins because I heard they exist. It was about a thousand for one. She ignored me. I took a sip of my Jever beer and got my hand through her hair. The fuck is Bitcoin anyway.
Back in December. Bitcoin hits 11k and I have zero Bitcoin. I get online to read about it. From link to link I end up in CryptoKitties. I’m thinking offering CryptoKitties as a gift to someone special might be a good idea since every kid is talking about it. I buy Ethereum. For the first time. My first crypto. Then I loose part of it in failed transactions. Fucking kitties. I’m loosing real money trying to buy freakin pictures with cats. Some good soul on reddit sells me some. I breed. I play. I give them names. Fun.
All in all I got from 6 to 10 kitties. Spent around 0.3 Ethereum for the whole thing. By the time Christmas came, KryptoKitties were not a trend anymore, so there goes my money and my idea of a present.
I now have 10 CryptoKitties and a jar of weed. And this account on Steemit.
Well I’ll tell you later how I went to another city to buy my first 1/10 of a damn Bitcoin.
Here’s some screenshots of my favourite cats. They are a reminder of my first contact with the wicked world of cryptos.
