I’m preparing for my twentieth high school reunion in a few weeks (let’s not even talk about the enormity of this fact, I still think and act like I’m twenty four so am still somewhat in denial.)
In the process of looking up friends on Facebook and trying to get reacquainted, I thought: What if someone tried to look me up? What would they find?
I had no idea.
First of all, one jokester tried to bust on my school. As a tried-and-true Nittany Lion, not loving this Socially Richmond profile of “Kate Willoughby Hall.” Can’t win ’em all? I oughtta. . . ok, let’s move on.
Scroll a bit further and we’ll find one of my prouder moments as a recent cast-away of empire LandAmerica Financial Group. What a joyful time.
This part of what was once an entire blog post, and somehow, due to the uber-Gods of the web, was condensed to one tiny little post with just my ginormous picture of my ginormous self at a chunkier phase in my bodily history. Thank you, internets.
Last, but not least, was the number of porn stars that are actually named Kate Hall. I won’t link them here as this is a family-friendly site, but you can just imagine how different those Kate Halls are.
Moral of this story: surfing the web is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get. Happy Googling!