Last night I went to Kay’s, a dive bar where my roommate wanted to go to play darts. I was tired, but wanted to get out of the house since my recent illness was making me stir crazy. We sat at a wooden table, surrounded by neon signs and thunderous laughter. A woman behind us teetered in wedge heels and almost took a spill. I watched her try to save herself but even more so– her ego. She turned to the man she was with, who was also watching, and awkwardly grinned. I tried not to look. Waiting for the momentum of the night to pick up, I took a picture of one of the neon signs to upload to Instagram as a memento and note to my friends about what I was up to. I watched the blue swirls and anticipated seeing “Done!” on the screen, but all I saw was “failed.”
That’s ridiculous. The internet must be busy. I tried youtube and facebook, expecting a long delay. They seemed to be working just fine. I hit refresh. fail. refresh. fail. No matter how many time throughout the night I tried, all I saw was fail. I began to go mad. I couldn’t believe I was so neurotic about Instagram! But I was. And you probably were too :). So now, we wait.
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