A girl who looks good on myspace and/or facebook but is hideous in real life. A dime that turns out is a whale or something of that sort. Similar the 40 yard fakeout but through a computer screen.
Damn son, I went to meet Tanya from myspace, but turns out she was a computer cutie. I ran like hell.
To makesomething more complicated than it would have been had you not used the "convenience" of technology.
Person 1-Hey, let's figure out how to get to that new club. I'll wait the 10 minutes for my computer to power up, get on line and sift through the 100 results on the search engine before waiting for the interactive map to load which gives step by step instructions on how to get there from your current location.
Person 2-It's 3 blocks away on the corner of Main and 1st, don't computercate things?
when you're holding up your phone and making faces at it, as though you are taking a selfie, but you're really taking a picture of the person across from you or the wall or anything else that seems interesting but you don't want to be caught dead taking a picture of.
This action is often made more convincing by wiggling the eyebrows or opening the mouth, to pretend you're trying to get a Snapchat filter to work.
The grindset is a contemporary ideology of self-exploitation disguised as strength, deeply tied to the aesthetics of the “sigma male” and to new digital forms of patriarchy. It promotes the idea that human worth depends on productivity, economic success, absolute emotional control, and the ability to work endlessly, turning vulnerability, rest, community, and tenderness into signs of weakness. Beneath its rhetoric of discipline and power often lies a profound inability to relate healthily to pain, fragility, and human interdependence.
“That’s the grindset, brother. While weak men sleep and complain, sigma males stay disciplined, work in silence, suppress emotions, and build power while everyone else wastes time chasing comfort.”