It's been months. Many months. Asking some questions. Answering many more questions. Thanklessly editing hundreds, nay, thousands, of vague and poorly-formed posts. Proving to all, far and wide, that you are the expert. That you know all there is to know about your chosen field. And finally, your hard work, your countless hours, your sleepless nights, have paid off. You have built up a nearly peerless reputation. You and your accomplishments are truly, as my old French teacher would have said, for-mi-dable! You are rolling in the Internet Dollars, having amassed bankrolls well into the thousands.
What is it like, I wonder? O! I beseech you to tell me. You, who consume crosshatched cakes; you, who unite with unicorns; you, the foremost of the freehanders; you, who prance with ponies. Are you embarassed that your Meta rep is higher than your SO/SF/SU rep?*
*Because, uh, you see, I'm about to join your ranks, and I would like to know what I'm getting into...
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