Coyness does not become thee

coyness2Or, the lady doth protest too much.

Yes, there’s a meme going round. If you don’t want to do it, don’t do it. If you’re going to do it anyway and are rather flattered to have been tagged, just bloody do it. Don’t go on and on about how you don’t do memes and how they’re beneath you but {dramatic sigh} you’ll do it anyway just this once.

Coyness and popularity contests, the High school mentality in a nutshell — God save me, I thought I’d left that behind 20+ years ago.

A meme is just a thing. It goes round. If many of the people are doing it for popularity / I’m so cool / I didn’t tag you so you’re not reasons, don’t be a dick and perpetuate it. If you hate them for the shallow social bacteria they are, fine. But don’t try the dress on while moaning how it makes your bum look big.

Just do it. Or don’t do it.

And most of all, don’t bloody rant about it on a Saturday morning!

I’ll tell you what though, with the amount of downstream/sideways whining about this, you can bet it’s the last bloody meme *I* ever cheerfully pass on, thinking it would be enjoyed as a simple pastime or ignored by those who didn’t wanna. I guess passing on typhoid would have been better received. Sheesh.

(And no, this isn’t aimed at you. Or you, or you or you. You guys are fine and I love you. It’s the REST of YOU lot out there. You know who you are. If you don’t, you’ll know when the hot wind of my withering scorn passes over your head.)

(It’s withering scorn. I didn’t have beans for dinner, honest.)