A disturbing truth

Ok, I have a confession to make…it might make you all a little uncomfortable, so I urge you to brace yourself. Are you ready?

I Google myself…there I said it. Wait, what were you thinking? Sickos…

What, you want proof? Fine, here it is…

It’s true. I do from time to time slap my name in that all-knowing text box and hit that magical search button sending those spiders out to bring back all of the Internet’s information on me.

Now before you go thinking that I am some sort of narcissistic glory hound who gets off by seeing his name on the computer let me tell you, you’re absolutely right, but that ‘s not the only reason. There are a couple of other, legitimate reasons to keep track of your web presence.

The Internet is ubiquitous and more and more people are gaining access to it thanks to the iPhone and other mobile devices. These devices also come equipped with the ability to take pictures and video at times you may have thought were out of reach to prying eyes. Those moments can be instantly plastered to a Facebook page, twitpiced, or end up on Myspace (for anyone still lingering around there) and make for some splainin’ to do around the water cooler the next day at work.

It is important to know, if you are prone to putting yourself in those types of situations on a weekly basis, what other people are putting out there with your name attached. Heaven forbid someday you are in a position to land your dream job with all the perks and the boss gets frisky with the keyboard only to Google up some spring break pictures of you doing Jager bombs off of some blonde co-ed while you were supposed to be at a conference in Florida over spring break. Game over.

By the way, the only reason the boss knew you were supposed to be at that conference was the caption that read…”this dude was supposed to be at a conference, I talked him out of it and we had some fun..”

Second good reason to Google yourself is it is just plain fun to see some of the stuff you forgot was out there. Like this, my old livejournal account which I used for exactly two posts and become infatuated with this, the Myspace blog that carried me through a few more months of amateur blogging fun. (By the way, if you want a good laugh, you really should check those out, I promise you it will be a good chuckle.

So next time you are staring at the blinking cursor inside that portal of wisdom, instead of asking this:

Maybe you should give yourself a good old fashion Google session, and see what pops up…What? Man you guys are gross tonight, get your minds out of the gutter!!