Tangled in the Wires
— where myth meets modern UX confusion
Suck it up cupcake!
That’s what I tell other people when life gets a bit shite. Oh, the irony.
So, what’s giving me grief today?
Two things. Actually—let’s be honest—a whole litany of suck-worthy mishaps, but I won’t scare the punters off just yet. Let’s start with the basics.
🤖 Tech and I Are Not Mates
Me and technology? We’ve got a deeply dysfunctional relationship. I act like I know what I’m doing, and tech waits quietly before smacking that illusion over the head with a digital frying pan.
Today’s comedy of errors started when I tried to create my first proper blog post (this ain't it, by the way—this is the preamble to chaos).
Step one: I thought, “Let’s be clever—why not create a members area?”
Cue total confusion. The system tried to shove it behind a paywall, and I noped right out. Bells and whistles? Nah mate. I just want a place to share the gumph I’m working on. Who the heck would pay to read my shite anyway?
📱 Instagram Humiliation #1
Next up: my attempt at posting something meaningful on Instagram.
I was feeling fancy. Thought I'd show off my digital savvy. Result? Epic fail.
Posted it, felt proud... until my bestie messaged:
"Are you missing an ‘e’, or is it a clever play on words I’m too thick to get? 😬"
Yup. The title was supposed to read "Here’s to making dreams come true."
Instead? I forgot the ‘e’ in ‘Here’s’. So it read ‘Her’s to making dreams come true."
As if I was making a weird toast to some random woman named Her. Glorious.
🧠 The Facepalm Moment
Now, part of me wanted to say, "Nah mate, it's totally a pun—you're just not artsy enough to get it." But I couldn’t lie.
Instead, I did what any self-respecting pleb does: I panicked and tried to edit it.
But Instagram? No edit button for the title image. Just delete and repost.
Cue the facepalm.
Eventually, I managed to fix it. Victory! 🎉
But now I’m absolutely maxed out on my capacity for tech today.
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🛠️ This post has been emotionally sponsored by the Missing E.
Psst…To add insult to injury, thought I’d published this back in May, but duh, clearly I didn’t cos it’s now June! (what a muppet).