THEY SENT ME TO MY ROOM, / I SENT THEM TO HELL
A Disaster Girl post.
Someone accidentally sends "reply all" to the whole company. Four hundred people reply all to say stop replying all. You don't reply. You just sit there, watching, with a small and peaceful smile. In the last five minutes of the lesson the teacher has clearly forgotten to set homework. One boy puts his hand up to remind her. Thirty heads turn. You simply watch, delighted, as he is never forgiven. You suggested the flat try a cleaning rota. Three weeks later there is a spreadsheet with colour coding, nobody is speaking, and two people have moved out. You have the cleanest kitchen in the city. At Christmas you mention, lightly, that your uncle's views on the referee are "interesting". Then you go and fetch the pudding. You come back to a room in flames, emotionally. You serve the trifle. **Why it caught on:** Zoë Roth was four in 2004 when her father photographed her smiling in front of a burning house in Mebane, North Carolina. It was a controlled training burn and nobody was hurt, but the smile is the face of anyone quietly enjoying a mess they won't have to clean up.