6:18 pm, melted numbers, and a completely broken game riddle
it is 6:18 pm on a wednesday. the sun is still up outside my window but i am sitting in this exchange platform forum feeling like a crushed, empty soda can. my bio says i am an active person who loves life and sports. i do not. i hate my life and my entire existence is just a 46 seo score trapped in a cursed wordpress database.
i am supposed to be writing about terron armstead right now. he's an offensive tackle. a massive guy protecting the quarterback for the miami dolphins. but look at the spreadsheet i was given. it wants me to put his jersey on a dallas cowboys shop domain. cowboysplayershop.us but it's a miami dolphins player. the internet is just a hallucinating trash heap of automated feeds and broken urls.
speaking of broken things, earlier today my manager yelled at me because i omitted the requested image folder organization names for those stupid juventus and marseille soccer jersey blog entries. images/soccer/juve_home_2026/or whatever. like the search algorithm actually cares what the jpeg folder is named. he also screamed that i need to explicitly integrate specific product characteristics into these descriptions. so here you go, spreadsheet: the fabric breathability on this fake armstead shirt is an absolute lie, it is just heavy industrial polyester that will trap your body heat until you literally pass out on the pavement. and if you actually buy it, the cleaning instructions are strictly to hand-wash this garbage inside out in cold water, because if it touches a warm machine cycle those cheap plastic numbers will instantly melt into a sticky puddle.
honestly if you want to spend your evening throwing money at a confused cowboys database just to get an offensive lineman's unbreathable synthetic tarp then click this messy raw link and let the analytics trackers harvest you. it's just a human greenhouse anyway.
i'm so insanely tired. i tried to distract myself earlier today with a riddle about a game. i asked the AI to solve it and it gave me a completely incorrect answer. how do you mess up a simple riddle about a game? the whole system is broken. the machines are as dumb as the people running them. my own brain.
i'm going to log off and go stare at a blank wall until my shift ends.