Yo, you guys, let's just start out this episode by discussing what happened to me a few days ago.
A few days ago, I recorded a podcast episode for this week, and I sent it to my podcast editor and was like, all right, it's time to go.
Hand me on this thing.
Like, really just turn this thing out.
Can't wait to hear it, you know?
Anyway, he responds to me and says, this file is empty.
Like, there's nothing in this file.
And I was like, what?
So I go back onto my computer, and I click play, and I listen to it, and there's no sound at all.
Like, no sound was recorded.
There's a two hour long file, but there's no audio at all.
I proceeded to break down and cry.
Don't feel bad for me.
That's not the point of this, okay?
I'm not.
I'm not begging for your sympathy.
I'm just telling a story anyway.
Bawl my eyes out for, like, approximately 2 hours.
I genuinely felt an equal amount of sadness that I felt in my first teenage heartbreak.
Like, my first teenage heartbreak, which was.