If you’ve followed me on Instagram, you know it’s not quite the National Portrait Gallery of Ingrid. But rather Ingrid’s Fine Art Institute. Well, now it’s a Mausoleum. My account is deactivated. And most sadly, I didn’t even post anything dirty! It seems like a technical bug:
Instagram was like „give us your damn phone number! We’ll send you an SMS code. Makes your account more secure, sucker“. I said „ugh, fine.“ Typed in my phone number. Never got the SMS code. Since then: account deactivated. And in a way secure, I guess? What makes you feel safest? Um, death.
It seems like Instagram knows about this problem. But doesn’t give a damn. The online help center says „didn’t get sms code? Try our Backup-Code. Here’s the link: https://help.instagram.com/000000000000000 „“. The link is dead, like my account:
You can’t contact Instagram. It’s like trying to contact a kidnapper that doesn’t want your ransom. I sent them a tweet, was ignored by them. Silly me. Email? Nope. You can only contact them inside the app. And for that, you gotta log in. Duh! So I created a back-up account. Don’t follow me there, it’s something only between me and Instagram. And my kidnapped account. (Of course, you can follow me there, until my old account is back on: www.instagram.com/wenzelgram ).
Until I hear back, or if at all, I created my own Instagram. I’m uploading my cartoons now on Ingegram: www.ingridwenzel.de/cartoons At least that link works.
Also, this is probably the best photo I shot today, or ever: