Some of you are familiar with my previous peculiar preoccupation in points and levels in the FileMaker Community. And some even tried to warn me how pointless it was to dwell on them. But I didn't listen. So when I achieved what I thought was the final hurdle of a several-years-long pilgrimage, progressing through fourteen levels and 10000 points to the peak of personal promotion, to what did I lift up my head and see?
Nothing. Nothing but a vast void spanning 15000 more points stretching all the way to 25000 before I would ever see another new level again.
What the heck? Curse you, Chart Champions!
I hung my head in despair—dreary, depressed, despondent. What was the point of being nice to all those people? So they would Like me? Why was I answering all those questions and trying to compose meaningful content? Vanity of vanities; all is vanity. What profit hath I of all my labour which I taketh under the screen?
And then suddenly it dawned on me.
It's not about the points.
It's not about the levels.
It all about the ranking!
That's right. Nothing means more in life than comparing myself to everyone else to see how they all measure up against me.
So as you can see in the screenshot below, the FileMaker Community system, after several years, has finally computed the Answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything: It's 42.
Now that I know my place in the universe, I am at peace with myself. No need for anyone to Like me. No need to answer all those meaningless questions. No need to produce meaningful content. I've got all the meaning I need right here.