Last few weeks been feeling like I’m just spinning my wheels…could make a list a mile long regarding social media but I’ll leave it at that…
It all kinda feels like I’m going through this (IG induced) identity crisis…
So the other day I walked into the bank in order to withdraw a few bucks from my TSS account. The teller is nice enough, and before long I’m sure she’s looking at the numbers and she says to me ‘Oh, The Sneaker Savant…are you like a sneaker business or something?’
I say ‘yeah, sort of.’
And she says ‘oh so do you like resell sneakers or something?’
And I say ‘no, not really.’
her: ‘oh. Hm. so what do you do?’
me: ‘it’s kind of complicated’
Her: ‘oh so do you like buy shoes for cheap and then flip them for money?’
me: ‘no, I don’t really sell shoes, I’d say I specialize more in like collector services so I authenticate and grade sneakers for some companies that resell sneakers…I guess you could probably just look up my Instagram for a better idea.’
For the sake of argument, let’s say she were to take a look at my instagram. What would she see (besides this post)? Just a boatload of random thoughts and writings and musings on sneakers. She’d invariably look at that number…that all encompassing number (of followers)…and still, what does it even mean?
The first time I ever talked with Dallas Penn (RIP) he told me ‘bro, you keep doin what you do. The numbers gonna bother you but try to ignore it’ and he was the only person to ever tell me that. Man, Dallas, I wish I could.
This whole thing had me thinking of that scene in Forrest Gump…