Alright, let me tell you about this whole “List of Jericho” thing I got into for a bit. It started pretty simply, really. I was watching wrestling, like I sometimes do, and Chris Jericho was doing his thing.
He had this clipboard, see? And whenever someone ticked him off, really got under his skin, he’d pull out this pen with a big flourish. Then he’d point at them, real dramatic, and yell something like “You know what happens? You know what happens when you [whatever they did]? YOU JUST MADE THE LIST!” And then he’d write their name down on his clipboard.
Honestly, the first few times I saw it, I just chuckled. It seemed kind of silly, this grown man walking around with an enemy list on a clipboard. But it was also kinda genius in its own way. Simple, direct, got the point across. Everyone knew, you mess with Jericho, you end up on The List.
Trying it Myself
So, one day, I was having one of those days. You know the kind. Everything seems to go wrong. Someone cuts you off in traffic, your coffee spills, the internet goes down right when you need it. Just a bunch of little annoying things piling up.
I remembered Jericho and his list. And I thought, you know what? Why not? It felt kinda cathartic just watching him do it. So, I decided to give it a shot myself. Not like, for real enemies, but just for the everyday annoyances.
I didn’t have a fancy clipboard. I just grabbed a little spiral notebook I had lying around and a pen. A regular old ballpoint pen, nothing fancy like Jericho’s clicking one.
Then I started thinking back over my day, and even the past week. What really got my goat?
- That driver who cut me off without signaling. Yep, onto the list they went. I didn’t know their name, so I just wrote “Blue SUV driver, morning commute”.
- The automated phone system that made me press fifty buttons only to hang up on me. Oh yeah, “Company X Phone Hell” definitely made the list.
- My upstairs neighbor deciding 1 AM was the perfect time to practice their tap dancing routine (or whatever that noise was). They got a spot too.
- Even silly things, like the bread bag ripping awkwardly so it wouldn’t close right. On the list!
I just started writing down these little frustrations. I didn’t yell or make a scene like Jericho, obviously. I was just sitting there, scribbling in my notebook. But you know what? It actually felt… kinda good. Like I was acknowledging the annoyance and then setting it aside by writing it down.
I kept this little notebook for a week or two. Whenever something bugged me, big or small, I’d think, “You just made the list!” and jot it down later when I had a chance. It wasn’t about holding grudges; it was more like venting onto paper instead of letting it fester.
After a while, the novelty wore off, and I stopped doing it regularly. Flipping back through the notebook now is pretty funny, seeing all the minor things that got under my skin. It was a weird little experiment, just taking something goofy from TV and trying it out in my own way. Didn’t solve any real problems, but it was a surprisingly decent way to blow off a little steam. So yeah, that was my adventure with making my own “List of Jericho”.
