Another day, another crappy user experience on Twitter. Sadly, failures have become de rigueur which leads me to longing for another option. Don’t get me wrong. I’m still having a love affair with Twitter, but the bloom is off the rose. The new car smell has faded. The moon has lost its honey.
Gone are the gut-wrenching, mind-bending panic attacks. I am so thoroughly geek that I have previously mourned the outages. Lately my attitude has undergone serious degradation, sinking from the once experienced OMGWTF to a more apathetic status of Meh.
Although I am rather cavalier about the outages, I still use these times of Twitter-exia to come up with new ways to poke fun at Twitter and those of us who use it. What fun is a ridiculously obsessive self-absorbed addiction if you can’t humiliate yourself and others like you when given ample opportunity to do so?
Can I get an Amen?
During one recent outage I looked over at my amazingly geeky other half and said, “I have the perfect alternative to that idiotic Fail Whale.” I proceeded to explain what I believe to be a new and greatly improved Twitter Failure Mascot – one with less sweet and more meat – less happy and more snappy – a snark among snarks wrapped in the familiar net of doom and gloom.
Yes, my friends, the goofy and somehow happy-to-be-a-failure Fail Whale has been replaced by his snarkier cousin, Fail Seaman. I believe that there is an animated version in the future, complete with Twitter related snarky commentary.
