So this afternoon was ass.
I’m so totally inexcusably late on the whole “digg” thing ... I know, 2006 called, they want their website back. But I’m trying to learn, I want to know more about social networking, it’s good for my job and my big fat computer butt.
Today I got my first shitty comment on a submission, something I was prepared for, but still. It brought me back to my days working retail when every bunghole that can’t afford therapy takes their repressed anger out on the sales associate at the Gap.
I’m too old to let things bother me and ruin my day anymore. It’s kind of like, “what? ouch. oh. haha. fuck off. haha. ... toodling on with my day.”
But then! My client, who is precious and patient and deserving of awesome, speedy service—well, I cleared off my afternoon to get her blog implemented and polished up. But the internet was still being a dick to me! For three hours it was mayhem, nothing went right, nothing. And nothing was my fault. Just ... one of those days.
So my dear client was understanding and gracious and told me to enjoy a glass of wine, thank you, I will, and I turn to some random web surfing and discover this video. And all is right with me and the internet again, I heart you so.
