That way, if someone rips on you, it’s been done. It’s redundant. It’s sooooo 30 seconds ago.
Go for the real insecurities. Hit the button before they can hit it. Make ’em laugh. It’ll distract them from how sad you really are.
This was always my motto.
But I think I’ve just trained people to consider me a joke.
You’d think someone with a head this abnormally large would actually have some common sense.