A few minutes ago, I learned of a contest that’s running on About.me. Jon posted a tweet that caught my attention.
Imagine that, my mug on a billboard in Times Square. I can see it happening. Can you?
I went to my profile, read the contest rules, and clicked the Opt-In button. That was the easy part. The hard part is going to be using my powers of persuasion to get you – yes, you – to click on this link and cast your vote.
Go ahead. It’ll open in a new tab, so you can come back to this post when you’re done.
I’ll wait.
There, that was easy, wasn’t it? Please be sure to tell me that you’ve supported the narcissist in me, and know that I love me you, my loyal readers.
Okay, back to the story.
After opting in, I was presented with options for spreading the word, so I started by tweeting this:
Jon and I then exchanged the following tweets:
Facebook was next. With no 140 character limit to hold me back, I saw an opportunity to harness the influence of my 69 Facebook friends. Here’s what I posted:
Now all that’s left for you to do is to spread the word by sharing this post. Think of it as your good deed for the day.
Jon was right, you know. This contest is narcissistic at its core, but these days, that’s what passes for normal.
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