I'm a tremendous ass...
It's been brought to my attention that of all the ways to celebrate the heathen tradition of the first-of-April hoaxes, this was easily the most ill-conceived (no pun) possible manner in which to do it, and deservedly, I'm going to spend a good deal of time making reparations for this one. So that there's no confusion going forward, it's all a fabrication. absolutely nothing's happened here other than a gargantuan lapse in common sense, and the associated potential damage to relationships and mental health of those closest to me.
I've tried to make abundantly clear to all who know me (and the longer you have known me, the more evidence you likely have of this) that good judgement is not something that I'm blessed with an abundance of.
There's not much excuse for what I've done, but here's a glimpse at the thinking that went into it late last night: Normally, I'm the last person to remember that it's April first, until someone "gets me" later in the day, and it dawns on me that I've missed yet another opportunity to play havoc in my own small, insignificant way. In the course of my normal nightly web activity, I happened across Google's annual gag, and thought, "hey, here's my chance to do something". Further, since I already knew that is was all fake, in concocting the prank, I felt like it was all very obvious and transparent, so I needed to make it all that much more convincing, and pepperd vague yet colorful details liberally throughout the account. I have a firm belief that people shouldn't ever joke about or make light of health issues or the death of loved ones (like calling in sick with a family emergency of that nature) 'cause it's bad karma, so I thought I was writing with that in mind. At the time, what I did come up with seemed like a much better and less offensive option, but even to say that I should have combined the two posts so people wouldn't get the wrong idea wouldn't have been enough. The original plan was to carry this farce on until after midnight, but clearly, some semblance of sense has been talked into me, and the plug's been pulled. In retrospect, saying something like "I got a job, and will be starting work nights and weekends within the week" might have been more appropriate for the occasion.
It speaks volumes on the calibre of people I've surrounded myself with to have had so many warm and caring e-mails, IMs, and phone calls from my dear friends, some who had already gone to great lengths and suffered tremendous personal turmoil at my hands. Ironically, and perhaps most tragically, the ones closest to me have been the ones to be most heavily affected, and it is this collateral damage that I regret the most.
So in closing, until I'm able to properly make amends to each of you individually and in person, accept my most heartfelt and sincere apologies; my hope is try to make things right with all of you as necessary, and am expecting this to take quite some time. Bear with me, and once again, (you're going to hear this a lot) "I'm sorry."
Feel free to call and yell at me, email me, comment separately or collectively about what an insensitive jerk I am, or throttle me in person.
I've tried to make abundantly clear to all who know me (and the longer you have known me, the more evidence you likely have of this) that good judgement is not something that I'm blessed with an abundance of.
There's not much excuse for what I've done, but here's a glimpse at the thinking that went into it late last night: Normally, I'm the last person to remember that it's April first, until someone "gets me" later in the day, and it dawns on me that I've missed yet another opportunity to play havoc in my own small, insignificant way. In the course of my normal nightly web activity, I happened across Google's annual gag, and thought, "hey, here's my chance to do something". Further, since I already knew that is was all fake, in concocting the prank, I felt like it was all very obvious and transparent, so I needed to make it all that much more convincing, and pepperd vague yet colorful details liberally throughout the account. I have a firm belief that people shouldn't ever joke about or make light of health issues or the death of loved ones (like calling in sick with a family emergency of that nature) 'cause it's bad karma, so I thought I was writing with that in mind. At the time, what I did come up with seemed like a much better and less offensive option, but even to say that I should have combined the two posts so people wouldn't get the wrong idea wouldn't have been enough. The original plan was to carry this farce on until after midnight, but clearly, some semblance of sense has been talked into me, and the plug's been pulled. In retrospect, saying something like "I got a job, and will be starting work nights and weekends within the week" might have been more appropriate for the occasion.
It speaks volumes on the calibre of people I've surrounded myself with to have had so many warm and caring e-mails, IMs, and phone calls from my dear friends, some who had already gone to great lengths and suffered tremendous personal turmoil at my hands. Ironically, and perhaps most tragically, the ones closest to me have been the ones to be most heavily affected, and it is this collateral damage that I regret the most.
So in closing, until I'm able to properly make amends to each of you individually and in person, accept my most heartfelt and sincere apologies; my hope is try to make things right with all of you as necessary, and am expecting this to take quite some time. Bear with me, and once again, (you're going to hear this a lot) "I'm sorry."
Feel free to call and yell at me, email me, comment separately or collectively about what an insensitive jerk I am, or throttle me in person.
posted by Gene at 3:11 PM
2 Comments:
Remind me to drop a nice thank you note to whichever of your friends first alerted you to the fact that you were being a shithead. I owe them one for getting the royal ass-chewing out of the way for me, and maybe they can help me come up with a suitable penance for you.
Hey... so what's the big deal? Anyone (that I know anyway) that knows you should realize that you're full of creative shit. Just because you apparently got the big 4/1 over on somebody with it, and in this case they didn't appreciate its particular smell, doesn't mean you're required to wax apologetic in return. But being the sensitive kind of guy that you are, it was a nice gesture all the same. In any case, as I well know, put yourself out there enough times and you're certain to trip up sooner or later. It goes with the territory. Write about that sometime.
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