There exists a special breed of social media terrorist who delights in tagging you in photos where you look like a sleep-deprived raccoon who just witnessed a crime. These digital sadists operate with the precision of a sniper, waiting until[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
There’s a special kind of workplace horror that occurs when someone joins a video call unaware that their face is currently being interpreted by an AI as a cartoon woodland creature. One moment you’re in a serious budget meeting, the[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Social media sometimes feels like that one friend who never lets you forget that time you tripped in public, except this friend has a photographic memory and insists on sharing the evidence every. Single. Year. Just when you’ve finally repressed[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
There’s a special kind of regret that comes with realizing your 12-year-old self didn’t think things through when picking out an email address. You know the one—the email you signed up for that was cool at the time but now[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…