Sometimes it's best to take the Internet in small doses. It is sad to see how people get incredibly bent out of shape over the simplest things.
The other day, I saw a great web comic that touches on my line of work: usability. Awesome comic. Some of the comments, however, were... well, read them and see what I mean.
One of the best, however, sums up my feelings pretty well:
The other day, I saw a great web comic that touches on my line of work: usability. Awesome comic. Some of the comments, however, were... well, read them and see what I mean.
One of the best, however, sums up my feelings pretty well:
Dear Internet,
We used to have such a fun relationship. You would show me a picture of a fat guy in a motorized wheelchair pulling through the drive-thru doughnut shop. We would chuckle. You would give me multiple videos of men getting hit in the crotch by their sons with various objects. We would laugh. We would sometimes even cry thinking of our own twig and berries having an apple or an orange hurled in their direction. Then, instead of those apples and oranges you gave me the kind that attempts to break down a relatively clever internet comic into a failed productivity analysis of imaginary software. Where did you go so wrong? Did you simply grow up and lose all your giggles? I understand that we’ve all had a little piece of our soul killed by cats with bad grammar and poor sentence structure. I certainly know the trauma to our lighter side caused by the abomination known as Goatse. Don’t we still have a little bit of humor left in us though? Let’s try to find some more barely clever letters written in the 1st person towards some inanimate entity and have a giggle. I miss you fun internet. Come back please.
Your formerly pleased and entertained partner,
ME
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