1. Dealing with the judging stare of other Starbucks patrons as you meticulously arrange your Macbook, coffee and Rifle Paper Co. notebook for an Instagram photo.
Photo via @caroline__potter. It took me less than five minutes to find this picture. THIS HAS TO END.
2. Being told, numerous times, “You’re so funny on Twitter!” and saying thank you as if that isn’t a severely backhanded compliment.
3. “Can you take a photo of us? Thanks! Okay, yeah just keep taking them. Take like a hundred. We’re gonna look at each other and pretend to laugh now.”
Featured: my friends and I being really embarrassing.
4. The agonizing fear that you look better on Tinder than you do IRL.
5. Feeling like you’re constantly disappointing anyone you meet who followed you on Instagram first.
6. Never really understanding people who don’t “get the social media thing.”
7. Constantly fearing that someone will publicly comment on how often you change your Instagram and Twitter bios.
8. Knowing that this obsession didn’t happen overnight – it started with MySpace layouts, moved to Tumblr, took over Instagram and all culminated on Twitter.
THE AESTHETICS.
9. Yes, I do care how many likes that picture got. Thanks for the eyeroll.
10. Accidentally using Internet phrases out loud in real life, and realizing you sound like a complete idiot. (“That’s v cool!” *dies of embarrassment*)
11. Being automatically assigned any social media-related tasks. Sure, I’ll run the Twitter. As if I don’t already have 4 accounts linked to my phone.
12. The annoyed stares from your best friend as you spend the necessary 5 minutes deciding on a filter/caption before brunch.
What, like it’s weird?
13. Reading a comment that says, “I want your life!” as you lay in bed eating Chinese food and watching Netflix. IT’S ALL AN ILLUSION!
14. The elaborate lighting techniques used for a perfect selfie, and the struggle of taking decent selfies when you’re committed to an all-square Instagram.
15. Accepting the fact that a potential career in social media will never be looked at as valid or a “big girl job,” but that they’ll still probably ask you to manage their accounts. #Whatever.