winning lotteries consistently.

I’d be in my own house, although it may look a little different. The guy that lives there would, presumably, be very confused. So I’d show him pictures of it on my phone and he would probably be even more confused and probably burn me alive as a witch.

Hmm. I would need to first be vaccinated vs. yellow fever, because apparently that hit so hard right then it left only a few hundred people. My own house is from 1940, though it’s in the city now it was not developed yet. Holy fuck, it’s also Reconstruction right after the civil war.

I don’t think I would even try. Would be enough of a struggle finding a way to survive. And if we have learned one thing from science fiction, it’s don’t mess with the timeline.

Simple, I tell them I’m from the time when the Higgs boson was finally detected in a particle accelerator experiment that was done in a giant machine located underground in a country on the other side of the ocean.

If I wake up in 1875 right where I am and a birch tree hasn’t appeared through my chest, then I’m a half hour hike away from Fort Saskatchewan. A North West Mounted Police outpost+jail and they’ll speak English I can understand in 1875.

In 1879 they’ll hang a whiskey addicted Cree man who killed and ate his six children, his wife, mother, and brother. Swift Runner or Ka-Ki-Si-Kutchin. Got kicked out of the fort (I think he worked there? So he might be around already), and then his own tribe kicked his dysfunctional ass out too before he did this.

From Canada Day I wandered through a few times the new replica Fort the city built and read the history placards. So I’d also know a few of policeman names, some trivia about them, and how some of them would die. Mostly by fighting natives. Most of them were cunts frankly. Yes yes very surprising to nobody.

Fistfull of coins.

Find where to submit a patent, and patent the Telephone as Bell creates that in 1876, and patent the internal gas combustion engine for cars.
Mostly need the engine because I’d probably fail to be able to explain properly how to get a phone working properly, I understand the concepts, but proving enough for a patent to hold up, not sure.

Congratulations, now I’ve become an enemy of the world because I’d have to use all the money I made from the engines to invest quickly in converting to renewable non gasoline based combustion engines to save the world from myself

I’d stand on street corners telling everyone who passed by that one day people would be putting pineapple on pizzas.

Why the hell would you want to do that? Just do lots of cocaine and invent coca cola

I guess just showing my tattoo would do the trick, or the phone in my pocket?

I won’t. My best hope is to find an engineering firm and convince them to hire me as a calculator. I won’t have any credentials, but it was common for people without a formal education to perform the basic calculations under the direction of a licensed engineer.

I would speak Polish and it would be enough proof with the right story to convince someone. I would be then immidietely killed for danger to the Russification and Germanisation efforts.

(Poland didn’t exist in 1875)

I probably wouldn’t for a while. I’d try my best to blend in and work my way into a position of power using all my knowledge. With the rise in education and general knowledge shared today, just knowing so much might even be a giveaway…so I’d have to be careful. Then id try to make the world a better place. But in the end it would probably be worse off via some unintended consequences.

Or create an electric turbine and motor with some copper and magnets, then show it to some guy in a bar and say I’m from the future.

If they speak in hillbilly, valleygirl, inner-city slang and various grunts.