The Rhythm of Truth

I call this the rhythm of truth. The rhythm of truth is very hard to emulate. Many people try. 

Question: Did you look at Instagram today?

The liar: No. 

Question: Did you look at Instagram today? 

The truth-teller: No. I mean, the notifications that are usually shown with the icon on my home screen aren’t there anymore. So it would seem as though I looked at Instagram, but I actually didn't. See today, I wanted to send someone a picture—I think I was sending it to my dad—and instead of clicking on the "WhatsApp" icon, I accidentally clicked on the "Instagram" icon. (You know how that is, right, when you click on “Share” or whatever and then you can choose from all those icons?) Anyway, I accidentally clicked on the "Instagram" icon, and even though I wound up not posting the picture to Instagram, having accidentally clicked on the "Instagram" icon removed those notification symbols that are usually present in the corner of the icon...which would make it look like I looked at Instagram, but I didn’t; I swear. 

Again...

Question: Did you look at Instagram today?

The liar: No. 

Question: Did you look at Instagram today? 

The truth-teller: No. I mean, the notifications that are usually shown with the icon on my home screen aren’t there anymore. So it would seem as though I looked at Instagram, but I actually didn't. See today, I wanted to send someone a picture—I think I was sending it to my dad—and instead of clicking on the "WhatsApp" icon, I accidentally clicked on the "Instagram" icon. (You know how that is, right, when you click on “Share” or whatever and then you can choose from all those icons?) Anyway, I accidentally clicked on the "Instagram" icon, and even though I wound up not posting the picture to Instagram, having accidentally clicked on the "Instagram" icon removed those notification symbols that are usually present in the corner of the icon...which would make it look like I looked at Instagram, but I didn’t; I swear.