The giant, shimmering credit card was the first sign. The fintech company Ramp, in a somewhat baffling move, staged a musical. They called it “Bill Pay” and took over Broadway’s Broadhurst Theatre. From the back of the mezzanine, I watched the hourlong, witless advertisement. Let me clarify: it’s not that Ramp pretended this was high
I don’t spend much time with anyone over 50, besides my parents. As someone in my early 30s, I find myself interacting primarily with people in a similar stage of life: completing graduate degrees, building careers, and discovering adulthood. I also usually take my trips alone and connect with other travelers my age while exploring.
