Ever wonder if something's considered appropriate when you're posting on social media? Probably good practice. I'm always thinking about what kind of remarks my posts will draw in... the excitement of putting myself out there on a limb so-to-speak kind of makes me get butterflies in my tummy.
Mostly, I wonder whether or not a post will bite me in the ass at a later date. I mean, it's fun and all... posting provocatively funny or possibly offensive things to see what reactions are brought out from people following me. However, I would never want someone to get discombobulated over it... especially to the point of outrage. It's just not worth it!
Recently, there was a special on TV (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CHpvG_KUKAM) about privacy on the internet and such... you probably saw it, if not, you should. It was rather enlightening. Let's say you're single (or not... whatever floats your boat), out one night looking for some action, and maybe you have had a few too many. Then, you fall off the bar stool (making a fool out of yourself no doubt... hey, we've all been there). The night's basically ruined and you end up going home alone. So, you grab a cab, make it home, and before passing out you want to continue your losing streak by posting something you think's quite hilarious to you at the time online (ALWAYS a bad idea... better choice would be to stick your face in your pillow and scream it out rather... MUCH better than the public shaming you're about to publish).
So, you pick up your phone or go to the computer and post something like, "Life sucks... going to go drown myself now!" Next thing you know your mother, friends, and the entire city police force is breaking down your door because they thought it was a suicide threat. Uggg... what a hangover that would create!
Or worse: you're pissed because you epic-ly fail a test at school that you spent at least half an hour cramming for... or you turn in what you think is the most brilliant proposal ever created by earthly beings to your boss who throws it in the trash without even bothering to finish reading. In the heat of the moment you post that you're going to blow up the school/ office or something similarly stupid. This produces a much more exciting effect and you end up being interrogated by the FBI in a dark, dank room with not-so-friendly body cavity search personnel. Albeit funny or seemingly harmless to you in the moment, but the first incident only makes you look like a loser to all your friends, family, and the local law enforcement. The second incident leaves you with a possible rap sheet that follows you EVERYWHERE you go, preventing you from getting that awesome job at the Pentagon you dreamed of snatching up... oh yeah, and a very painful toukas to boot!!
Mostly, I wonder whether or not a post will bite me in the ass at a later date. I mean, it's fun and all... posting provocatively funny or possibly offensive things to see what reactions are brought out from people following me. However, I would never want someone to get discombobulated over it... especially to the point of outrage. It's just not worth it!
So, you pick up your phone or go to the computer and post something like, "Life sucks... going to go drown myself now!" Next thing you know your mother, friends, and the entire city police force is breaking down your door because they thought it was a suicide threat. Uggg... what a hangover that would create!
Or worse: you're pissed because you epic-ly fail a test at school that you spent at least half an hour cramming for... or you turn in what you think is the most brilliant proposal ever created by earthly beings to your boss who throws it in the trash without even bothering to finish reading. In the heat of the moment you post that you're going to blow up the school/ office or something similarly stupid. This produces a much more exciting effect and you end up being interrogated by the FBI in a dark, dank room with not-so-friendly body cavity search personnel. Albeit funny or seemingly harmless to you in the moment, but the first incident only makes you look like a loser to all your friends, family, and the local law enforcement. The second incident leaves you with a possible rap sheet that follows you EVERYWHERE you go, preventing you from getting that awesome job at the Pentagon you dreamed of snatching up... oh yeah, and a very painful toukas to boot!!
So, now you may be asking "what does it all mean Susie?!" Basically, as they say in Hollywood, "keep it classy!" You'll end up a much happier camper when all's said and done... not to mention you'll save yourself a lot of pain and discomfort in the rectal region... that's what's up!
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