I have never been so ashamed to be my mother’s daughter.
Sure, she may take to the dance floor doing her best Elaine Dance imitation.
Sure, she may have one or two or three too many glasses of her favorite wine every now and then.
Sure, she may talk your ear off about the best tile that goes with the best soap dispenser and how she bought the wrong one, took it back, got a different soap dispenser only to realize it didn’t match the bathroom tile like she had intended.
But until today, I’ve never been so embarrassed to be my mother’s daughter than I am now that she posted this on my Facebook wall:
In case you can’t read that graphic, my mom basically belittles every web designer, web professional, and internet-savvy individual the world over with her one simple line,
“Sorry – I LOVE comic sans! It’s so friendly – and I’m not a Fortune 500 company!”
It’s like she’s taken a sword, dipped it in a vat of Witch Hazel, stabbed me through my proverbial internet-beating heart, stripped me of my dignity, then taped a letter on my chest typed in Comic Sans defending her actions.
Dear Mom and every other mother,
For the love of everything I hold dearly to my internetty heart, please stop using Comic Sans. The world thanks you.
The Comic Sans Must Die Army