Alright, so I got myself into this “clothes 2007” rabbit hole. Yeah, you heard that right. Found a bunch of old digital photos, like, ancient stuff from 2007. And my bright idea? To sort through all the god-awful fashion choices. Don’t ask me why. Seemed like a thing to do at the time, I guess.
So, I started this whole operation. First off, just getting the damn pictures to open. Half of ’em were probably corrupted or in some weird format my current setup barely recognized. I wrestled with that for a bit. Then, the “cataloging.” Sounds fancy, but it was just me, a spreadsheet, and a whole lot of regret.
The Actual Grind
- I went through pic after pic. Low-rise jeans everywhere. Seriously, how did we function?
- I tried to remember what any of that stuff was. Brands? Mostly cheap junk, if I’m being honest.
- Then I got this brilliant idea to use some ancient photo software I found on a disc. Ha! That was a laugh. Thing crashed more than it worked. Ended up doing it all by hand. Tedious, let me tell you.
- I was tagging stuff like “too many pointless layers,” “that belt that made no sense,” “why the sparkly top for a Tuesday afternoon?”. My tags became less descriptive and more like a personal therapy session.
I even tried to make some sense of it, like find “trends.” The only trend I found was a strong desire to go back in time and give my younger self a stern talking to. And maybe burn some clothes. Gallons of hair gel and those awful chunky highlights. What a mess.
So, What’s the Point of This Misery?
You’re probably thinking, “Why bother telling us about your fashion crimes from 2007?” Fair enough. It’s not about the clothes, not really. It’s about getting stuck in something. This whole dumb project, it felt just like this one gig I had. We were stuck with this absolutely garbage internal tool. I mean, pure trash. Built in-house by someone who probably left the company before it even launched properly.
Nobody liked it. It made everyone’s job harder. Simple tasks took forever. But did we ditch it? Nope. “Too much data in it now,” they’d say. “It’s what we’ve got.” So everyone just moaned about it but kept on using it, day in, day out. We spent more time working around the tool than with it. Sound familiar? It’s like we were all wearing the digital equivalent of those 2007 skinny scarves in a heatwave – uncomfortable, pointless, but we just kept doing it.
Looking back at those 2007 pics, and wrestling with that old data, it was the same damn feeling. You stare at it, you know it’s a mess, you know there were better ways, but there you are, stuck with the legacy of past decisions. Sometimes bad ones. Really bad ones.
So yeah, that’s my “clothes 2007” story. A painful trip down memory lane, a reminder of how we can get bogged down by old junk, whether it’s in our closets or our workflows. And how sometimes, you just gotta call a spade a spade: it was bad then, and looking back, it’s still pretty bad. But hey, at least now I have a spreadsheet to prove it.
