Worker11811
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- Apr 23, 2006
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The thing that I really don't like is NOT to get feedback. Not even NEGATIVE.
Let me tell you a story about myself:
It was back in 1993 when I entered some of my best photographs in the county fair. I'm talking about "wet" photography, not digital. I put a lot of effort into those pictures!
At this particular fair, the entrants received advance admission to the galleries right after the judging concluded. I was chomping at the bit. I was first in line. You probably can guess. My work didn't win. I didn't expect it to. I WANTED to win but when I saw some of the other entries I knew I was outclassed. There were guys who put up stuff that was WAY better than mine. If I had to judge my work against all the others, I'd give myself third place at best. No, the fact that I didn't win wasn't the reason why I was upset. What upset me was the picture that DID win: A picture of a cat!
It was one of those snap-shots taken with a disposable camera. It was partially out of focus. It was poorly exposed. It was an old, fat tabby cat sitting in the middle of the living room floor. Its eyes were red from the camera flash. It was framed in one of those crappy plastic Wal-Mart picture frames. It was truly bad! But this STILL isn't the whole reason I was upset.
Out of several dozen photos on display, the only ones that won were in crappy plastic Wal-Mart picture frames. They were taken with disposable instamatic cameras. They were ALL in color.
Not ONE black and white photo in the whole exhibition got ANY recognition.
Not ONE picture that wasn't in a gawd-awful frame was recognized.
No picture that was dry-mounted was acknowledged.
My pictures were all in black and white. They were all unframed and dry mounted on acid free matte board.
None of those other pictures that were better than mine got recognized, either!
That's what pissed me off! LACK of recognition!
I stepped over the barricade and took my pictures off the wall, right then and there! I put them in the trunk of my car and took them home. Not ONE of them has seen the light of day since then!
I have not shown ONE work of art, publicly, since the day I pulled out of that fair! That was thirteen years ago!
The work that I just submitted to Literotica, which you are about to see, is the FIRST piece of art that I have shown to ANYBODY besides a personal friend in thirteen years! When it is approved and published I DO NOT expect to see high marks! It would make me VERY happy if I did get high marks but, no, I don't expect to get all "fives".
If you really want to punish me, don't send any feedback at all!
If I had walked into that gallery thirteen years ago and found a big, red "DISQUALIFIED" sticker on my photo I would have been pissed off but not NEARLY as pissed as I was when I got NO recognition!
As a matter of fact, there are times when I LIKE negative feedback. Some of you said it before. Negative feedback can be a great motivator!
Do you want to know what I will do to people who give negative feedback?
Fuck them! Literally, FUCK them! Like this:
Let me tell you a story about myself:
It was back in 1993 when I entered some of my best photographs in the county fair. I'm talking about "wet" photography, not digital. I put a lot of effort into those pictures!
At this particular fair, the entrants received advance admission to the galleries right after the judging concluded. I was chomping at the bit. I was first in line. You probably can guess. My work didn't win. I didn't expect it to. I WANTED to win but when I saw some of the other entries I knew I was outclassed. There were guys who put up stuff that was WAY better than mine. If I had to judge my work against all the others, I'd give myself third place at best. No, the fact that I didn't win wasn't the reason why I was upset. What upset me was the picture that DID win: A picture of a cat!
It was one of those snap-shots taken with a disposable camera. It was partially out of focus. It was poorly exposed. It was an old, fat tabby cat sitting in the middle of the living room floor. Its eyes were red from the camera flash. It was framed in one of those crappy plastic Wal-Mart picture frames. It was truly bad! But this STILL isn't the whole reason I was upset.
Out of several dozen photos on display, the only ones that won were in crappy plastic Wal-Mart picture frames. They were taken with disposable instamatic cameras. They were ALL in color.
Not ONE black and white photo in the whole exhibition got ANY recognition.
Not ONE picture that wasn't in a gawd-awful frame was recognized.
No picture that was dry-mounted was acknowledged.
My pictures were all in black and white. They were all unframed and dry mounted on acid free matte board.
None of those other pictures that were better than mine got recognized, either!
That's what pissed me off! LACK of recognition!
I stepped over the barricade and took my pictures off the wall, right then and there! I put them in the trunk of my car and took them home. Not ONE of them has seen the light of day since then!
I have not shown ONE work of art, publicly, since the day I pulled out of that fair! That was thirteen years ago!
The work that I just submitted to Literotica, which you are about to see, is the FIRST piece of art that I have shown to ANYBODY besides a personal friend in thirteen years! When it is approved and published I DO NOT expect to see high marks! It would make me VERY happy if I did get high marks but, no, I don't expect to get all "fives".
If you really want to punish me, don't send any feedback at all!
If I had walked into that gallery thirteen years ago and found a big, red "DISQUALIFIED" sticker on my photo I would have been pissed off but not NEARLY as pissed as I was when I got NO recognition!
As a matter of fact, there are times when I LIKE negative feedback. Some of you said it before. Negative feedback can be a great motivator!
Do you want to know what I will do to people who give negative feedback?
Fuck them! Literally, FUCK them! Like this:
I click the mouse and open the folder where I keep my "special" application programs. I scroll down the list until I find the one I'm looking for: Revenge.exe
I activate it. The window pops open. The program springs into action.
"SEARCHING FOR IP ADDRESS..." the computer displays.
"IP ADDRESS FOUND"
"TRAPPING MAC ADDRESS..."
"USER IS ON-LINE... COMPUTER LOCATED"
Oh! "Mister Negative Feedback" is about to find out that he messed with the wrong guy! The specially designed virus I just launched against his computer is about to teach him a lesson he won't soon forget!
The greasy bastard is sitting in front of his computer in the dark. He is reading some sleazy i-Porn website. I can't tell exactly what it is but I can see that there are pictures of farm animals and body parts covered in excrement... Really sick and twisted stuff!
His screen blanks out and my face appears.
"I'll teach YOU, ya' freakin' TROLL!!"
He blacks out.
A few minutes later he wakes up. He is naked. He is strapped to a gurney. I am pushing him down a long, dark hallway. He can not escape. He tries to question me to find out what I'm going to do to him but I do not answer. I push him through a set of squeaky, double doors into a large, empty room.
Standing there, in the middle of the room is one of my most favorite fictional characters, Mistress Stephanie. She's wearing the same black leather outfit I always put her in when I write stories about her.
"My creator tells me you've been a bad boy!", she says to the troll.
She cracks her whip in mid air. The troll is too paralyzed with fear to move, much less protest. I give him a patronizing look and pat him on the top of his balding head. I blow a kiss to Mistress Stephanie. She smiles back at me. I walk out of the room.
As I walk back down the hallway, I hear the troll start to scream.
"That'll teach you!" I say over my shoulder. I walk back to reality and sit back down in front of my computer.
"CTRL-S" I type.
"Save As..."
I think for a moment.
"Troll Bait.doc"
I press return. I shut down the computer. I brush my teeth and go to bed, happy with the knowledge that I have vanquished another troll!