When a random scientologist reaches out to you, with a wrong number, it is your duty to take advantage of that with some kind of devious trolling. In this case, the silly photoshop trolling gives way to a rather ridiculous, ALL CAPS, meeting invitation. Definitely surprised over that outcome.
These fans got to live down moments stolen out of their dreams, in reality. To meet a celebrity you've potentially idolized in your head, is to come face-to-face with the moment that you realize they're an artist with a cultivated talent in their craft, but also a human being just like yourself. From there, it's up to them how they act outside the script, or song, or blank page, or canvas. And it could be nothing more than what you view as rude douchery. Or, they end up being an outstanding individual of tremendous character, that leaves you that much more inspired. These fans got lucky with their celebrity encounters!
Sometimes the roaster needs to become the roasted. This is the perfect example. The dad in this scenario, met his son's LEGO tournament with an onslaught of dysfunctional. How about next time you show up, and give your son, who's doing his thing your vote of confidence, or remain silent, and keep the show off social media for you to collect self-appreciative retweets like the man child you are, next time? Just a thought.
Lying customers are hellbent on ignoring the inevitable callouts from restaurant owners, when they take to their online review scribblings. They're hurting the image of the business, and people's ability to experience potentially kickass service and/or food. The vigilance of truth-defending restaurant owners is deeply appreciated in this case.
To sign up for Tinder, is to willingly subject yourself to the frequently immature, cheesy, and defensively rude whims of other people using the app, just to f**k with people. Every now and again, you might get lucky with a right swipe that doesn't give way to fresh bullsh*t. But with that, we wish you good luck. These people are out there experiencing most anything besides that.
It's only a walk of shame if you choose to let yourself define it as such. Let people look on your tattered, potentially booze-soaked, bleary-eyed, and disoriented frame, and make stories of their own. It's not like you're going to stop and explain how you ended up walking home from a bizarre place of (potential) no importance, to people that it doesn't concern. That all being said. These moments are wrapped up in strong coats of self-loathing, guilt, and confusion. They are ridiculous in the sense of how we expect people to get themselves home.
Years after this ex-competitive swimmer enduring the excruciating trials of a vaccine that "in many ways destroyed their life", they've spoken out on Twitter, to argue for vaccines. NOT the twist you'd expect amidst the swarms of anti-vaxxer threads we see storm social media, so regularly. But in this case, we have something refreshingly different. It's powerful and full of pain, and maybe moving enough to encourage anti-vaxxers to assess their stance with a newfound critical gaze.
These egotistical people's minds are apparently dripping with so much sheer knowledge that they can't help but to get it all over the internet. What did we do to deserve to stand in the presence of these intellectual behemoths? Man, they're smart.
