river

Mamma Roo and I spend a whole lot of time every day assisting Photobucket users. A lot of time. In fact, we pretty much live on the forum.

It is really kind of hard to explain to the rest of the team or to people who volunteer on forums what it is like for us. So, while doodling in my graphics program one day, I decided to draw what goes on behind the scenes. Forgive me for the primitive stick figure likenesses and the chicken scratch penmanship.


The team

The forum is part of a big team dedicated to making things run well for our users. We are The Photobucket Support Team.


Posting

Here we are making an important post. An announcement to let you know what's new at the Bucket. Mamma swings a heavy hammer.


Looking for a thread

We get a lot of visitors, but we try very hard to make sure that old threads with invalid information go away so that we can always offer quick accurate information. Sometimes things get lost deep in a pile of old threads and we really go nuts hunting through old stuff. Here we are looking for some information for a user. Where did that thread go?

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10. You've hunted down the Photobucket team on Myspace.

9. You have life-size cutouts of Darren Crystal and Alex Welch that you keep in your bedroom.

8. When someone asks if you use Photobucket.com you reply, 'Well, hell yes! I'm a Pro! Photobucket is sweet.'

7. You feel shame and pity for people who use other hosting.

6. Your Mom understands you when you say, "Life's better in the bucket."

5. Your mantra is 'Select a style. Add,add,add...SAVE SLIDESHOW.'

4. Sometimes you call your teacher 'Mamma Roo' by mistake.

3. You have actually considered getting the Photobucket logo as a tattoo.

2. You call the Photobucket forums 'home'.

1. You have opened Photobucket accounts for all of your many split personalities because,well, frankly, some of those jerks are bandwidth hogs.

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There is an annoying trend I am seeing in the Web 2.0 gang. I know it's all about social networking and making new connections.(Yeah, like cavemen didn't network. Me an Thag, we work as team, beat Ogg, Moe an Goo.)Blah, blah, blah.I Got it. I Do it. Whatever...

But, what is going on with some of these people? Consider the new Web's Wonderwoman.

Does she work? Really? For who? How can she be? She is working for Companypic and she uses Googoohost and hangs with Googoohost's peeps. When does she work? She has ten blogs and drinks her ass off every night. Who hired her? For what? She is always out of town.Did you see that video on Peeyoutube of her licking the tequila off the floor? She never promotes her company. Maybe that's a good thing. Ah, she's Web 2.HO.

The next generation Superslut spreading herself a little too thinly. Web 2.HO is a marketing maven- of herself. She can switch-hit for any team. She is able to leap onto the lap of any CEO!

She's a bird! She's not plain! She's Web 2.HO!

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It's too dark when I get up in the morning to fumble my way around the house. I trip over the cat on my way to the coffee maker. I pull my shirt on inside-out.

Outside, the damp air and the fog has curled up around the town and you know it won't be chased away by the sun until I am already firmy planted behind my desk at the office. Leaves are breaking loose and tumbling earthward leaving branches like skinny bare arms with crooked fingers. The pine tree branches with their longish upturned tips, seem to bob up and down mockingly 'flippin' the bird' at me. 'Yeah, I got it, Winter is coming.'

I miss my shorts already. I even miss mosquitoes.

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