The Scene:
I was stirring the pot, as is my usual routine. Well, actually, the whole ‘Friday’ thing is new since I only recently decided to limit my self-indulgent, adversarial behavior to Fridays for two reasons: (1.) my love of alliteration and ‘themed’ days; and (2.) my fear of becoming a cyber-bully who limits the flow of ideas by creating a hostile environment–which actually reduces the likelihood of anyone posting anything moronic, which is counter-productive…
In the spirit of full disclosure, here is the article and conversation snippet that spurred me into a sudden, spooky state of self-reflection.
*cue ominous overtones*
“I was looking back at some old stuff I wrote a couple years ago…embarrassing…“
-The Ghost of Googles Past, through the medium of J-Mac’s Facebook account…
Internal monologue:
ha, old stuff..omg i bet it’d be funny to read them ooh, i should look back at my older posts, oh wait, i wonder what comes up on google oh that’s weird, why is the girls gone wild vs. jesus image coming up?
i guess the image title makes it searchable?…page 2.
whaaa? Don’s? are you f*cking kidding me? how many places did i post this review??!! i swear to freaking christ that i deleted all of them, what the mother fuck? who all has seen this? where is it pulling up from? i have to change all my shit.
uggggh…imperious condescend-TATOR in training…
fucking A i sound like an a-hole.
Time to pay the piper.
*cue drum roll*…
Notes to My 2 Years Ago Self:
An Illustration of Self-Deprecation and Scathing Criticism of a Younger, Dumber Me.
- clicka, clicka = mo bigga
Noodle it, Just a little bit:
There is nothing worse than being on the receiving end of a condescension stick, especially an imperious one.
Oh Google, you son of a B. Why must you bring up old shit?
Lesson learned,
xoxo- kris “still kinda young, definitely still dumb” ngo
Unrelated: Alliteration capacitator is FULL.
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