Remember how when we were kids we were taught not to brag? Older siblings and cousins would be the first to call you out on it, letting you know that what you said was, indeed, bragging. A few loud reminders like that, in front of other neighborhood kids was enough to remind us: nobody likes bragging.
"There was one boy and one girl that I noticed had a lot of ability out there on the court." he said, and then found Jesse in the boy line next to me. "There he is, what is your name?" he asked him. While Jesse answered, I waited, sure he'd point me out next. "I'm not sure which girl it was I noticed before, but you all did well." he said, casually. My mind raced. He was about to leave and I would never know if it was, indeed, me, who was so exceptional out there on the court. It had to be me, right? I had to know. I couldn't imagine always wondering. And I certainly needed Jesse to know that it was me. It wasn't enough if only I knew. I raised my hand.
"Was it me?" I questioned desperately.
Surprised, the BYU player looked at me with my hand raised, and having been put on the spot so suddenly said, "Uh yes, yes I think it was you."
It was at that moment that the reminding reprimands of my older cousins and neighbors came into my head "That's like bragging Jayne!" and I sheepishly put my hand back down.
I learned my lesson about bragging that day, (especially when it comes to basketball--I hate to make people feel bad because I'm so amazing) and it seemed for the most part, that most people around me did too. But then the internet came and blurred everybody's vision and told everyone bragging was the new awesome. In fact, it gave us multiple platforms where we could brag up and down about ourselves. We can become friends with people we know and post the most flattering pictures of ourselves and talk about our homemade items. If we only have a little time, we can just write a sentence or two about our romantic vacation and send it out across the interwaves. If our dinner was super awesome, we can take a quick pic (oh, that's picture guys) and then everyone can feel like they were there right at our side. And if we want to, we can post videos about our big muscles, how patient we are, and how much money we make. And I don't know about you, but I'm starting to feel like one of those lame-os who wasn't the one picked as being a star on the 5th grade basketball court (SO glad that wasn't me!) because, yikes, I can't do any of that awesome stuff!
I am just warning you: I've heard that the Bragging Police is out there. He is trying to bust braggers and remind us of the good old fashioned lessons we learned back when we were kids: save your bragging for when a really important person is around and you want to look good in front of your athletic cousin.