I boarded my United flight to New Orleans. (First class, obviously. An internet celebrity can’t be seen among the commoners.)
A hush falls over the cabin. A slow clap escalates into a full standing ovation.
Sheepish, I bow my head and insist to be treated like any other non-famous passenger.
The pilot timidly approaches me. "An autograph for my child? She's not well." I decline. Unpaid work for exposure? I think not.
Instead, I demand 100,000 Stroopwafels to commemorate my achievement.
AirPods in. Ready to drift off to my custom playlist, “Podcast Episodes With Me In Them.”
Buzz buzz.
A text. It's my husband.
"Honey, great news. Thanks to the enormous check you received from LinkedIn for crossing 100k, we can afford those custom Hermes luggage sets the kids have always..."
But, I was no longer listening.
I was lost in my own thought leadership.
I whisper, "What if I turn this moment into a post… about turning moments into posts?”
The women and children cry. The men nod their head in solemn agreement.
As I deplane, I trip over an iPhone charger.
"This isn't a setback. It's an obstacle I've overcome. #Authenticity."
(In all seriousness, thank you for engaging and following along with my content on here. You make this place a lot more fun and I'm grateful for you 🩷)