Nov 09, 2007 22:58
this is possibly the most random thing to a) get worked up about and b) livejournal about, but i just can't help myself.
tonight i was full of nervous energy, due to weeks and weeks of nonstop studying and the imminent threat of gargantuan exams that will determine my academic future. i decided to do something thoroughly non-school-related with this excess energy, so i tackled a small project that i've been thinking about for a while now. i have this pair of gray jeans that i like in principle, but they are much to long and slouchy at the bottoms of the legs. i got out my trusty sewing machine and then went online with two google searches: "how to hem jeans," and "how to make skinny jeans." (mind you, i didn't want these jeans to be hipster skinny, just a little leaner. . . let's get that cleared up right now). the hemming instructions were straightforward enough. but the first google hit that i tried for jean-skinnifying instructions made me want to vomit in terror and write an angry letter to the editor (any editor will do). it was an open forum, on yahoo or some similar site, where some poor soul had posed the how-to-make-skinny-jeans query. the first three answers were as follows:
helpful person #1: "ummmm.........lose some weight!!!!"
helpful person #2: "there is no such thing as making skinny jeans, you can by some size 0 jeans."
helpful person #3: "keep washing them til they shrink."
these answers sent me into an inexplicable yet somehow justifiable rage. now, i've heard tell about our deteriorating education system and the deplorable state of the whippersnappers these days (i have to assume that these helpful persons are tweens or at least teens, or i may have to move to tibet and become a buddhist nun). but come on. it's one thing to be as dumb as a deep sea squid. it's another thing to have such complete obliviousness that you openly exhibit your idiocy in an open forum, where someone is clearly looking for some answers and you actually think your keyboard-diarrhea could be of any help to them. my personal favorite is "there is no such thing as making skinny jeans." this answer seems more appropriate for a question like: "does anyone know where the ganoozalump lives?" (ooh ooh, i know: "there is no such thing as a ganoozalump!") i actually had a fantasy about calling these people up and warning them, in a deep and ominous voice, about the dangerous path of unrecognized moronhood they are heading down. i think they may have no choice but to continue living in moronland, and maybe even becoming president or high ranking cabinet members, but they should at least acknowledge their citizenship in this most stupidest of states.