At a gathering this weekend, I realized that there was a bit of epherema of my life that locals who know me would find interesting and the rest of the internet writ large would find—well, I don’t know how you’d find it. But I’m putting it out there, anyway—it’s really too good a story not to share, even if it comes at a great personal cost.
I may be the only person on the planet for whom this PSA has the complete opposite effect of that intended.
See, my ex-wife left me for the woman who appears starting at six seconds in. While I don’t advocate violence in any situation (even infidelity), there is one person on the planet who makes me exceedingly stabby. And who is, incidentally, featured in a PSA (along with a number of billboards around Memphis) specifically about not cutting a bitch.
Take a moment and imagine that. Not many people who aren’t celebrities get the singular experience of watching their replacement on television. I get to see this at the gym, or at the bar, or at the hair-cuttery, or on YouTube.
It’s a good thing that I have a great appreciation for the ironic and the surreal.
