Still waiting for my viral moment of fame
Well, well, well.
Look who finally decided to show up.
After what felt like months of soggy socks and even soggier moods, the rain’s finally buggered off and the sun’s made a guest appearance in the Hinterland. It’s like the weather gods finally took pity on us and gave us a break.
Meanwhile, as the skies clear, so do the desks around me—because apparently, everyone except me has been going off on holidays.
While I hold the fort, juggling deadlines, meetings, and the odd existential crisis, my colleagues are off sipping cocktails and living their best lives while I try not to cry into my keyboard.
Good for them, I say through gritted teeth.
But just when I thought I’d seen it all—boom—the Twinnies are viral again.
Yep, our local bird-rescuing duo popped up on international TV, winning over America with their in-sync twin talk and wild tales of pelicans, rescues, and carjackings.
Millions of views. Headlines everywhere.
Proper late-night fame—and most likely a few more dollars in the bird rescue enterprise coffers.
Good on them, I say—Insta stars often get a lot more dollars for doing a lot less good.
And yet, here I am—a talking crocodile with a bad attitude and a solid work ethic—still waiting for my viral moment.
I mean, sure, they save birds and finish each other’s sentences, but I wear sunglasses and have editorial deadlines!
Where’s my Hollywood agent?
Anyway, while I stew in my own personal quagmire of (not so) mild jealousy, let’s enjoy the sunshine (while it lasts), raise a claw to the Twinnies, and keep pretending Crank’s moment of fame is just one reel away.
Any day now…