I better start this post by saying… if you are a woman, and you are thinking about going on a date with me (you know who you are), and this is the first post of mine that you see… SKIP IT! Please. For the love of everything holy.
Everybody else, read on.
Whew. Hopefully that worked and I’ll still have plans this weekend.
A few months ago I installed this sweet app on my phone. It’s a secret app that is so secret I literally don’t know the name of it. What it does though, is amazing. Every time somebody types in the wrong code to unlock my phone, it takes a picture of the unsuspecting hacker and logs it so that I can see who I should trust and who I should start immediately brawling with.
When I first saw the app for only 99 cents, I was like “HECK YEAH! LET’S DO THIS!” I downloaded it and set it up to run in the background.
And, just like every other thing I bought for a buck in this life, I forgot it was there.
Until that is, a few days ago when I saw it, and I was like “HECK YEAH! LET’S SEE WHO’S BEEN SNOOPIN’ IN MY BUSINESS!”
And I opened it up.
And I started thumbing through the pictures.
And all I saw was…
And more of me.
And even more of me.
Nobody else had tried to break into my phone. I had nobody to brawl with. I just had a giant folder full of pictures of… me.
Now, I really don’t know why I’m sharing these photos with you. After looking at them myself, I can only guess that the times I mistype my own code are the times that I am the most tired, most grumpy, and most…. anything but happy and smiling.
What’s worse is, they’re all taken from this weird angle that nobody in their right mind would take a picture of themselves from.
They made me laugh so maybe they’ll make you laugh, too. Enjoy.