This week, I hit an amazing milestone on Twitter.
Coincidentally, I was about to write a post about my latest weird Twitter encounter. So, here it is.
I Have 50,000 Followers on Twitter, And This Guy Isn’t One of Them
When you follow me on Twitter, you receive my automated direct message (DM), which looks like this:
Some people hate auto DMs (for example, the guy at the end of my previous blog post), but I think of auto DMs like voicemail. I like to greet people, but I’m not always online—even though some people think I am.
Meet My Brand New BFF!
This week, I received an astounding onslaught of messages in response to my auto DM.
First, he responded to my automatic message with not one, not two, but ELEVEN messages. Maybe he’s just a long-talker who considers eleven messages to be just one virtual breath, but when I get eleven notifications on my phone screen, it feels like a rant to me.
Based on his pedantic tone and list of morons presented for my edification, I assumed he was calling me a moron. Was I wrong? I still don’t think so.
I’m sure you can see where this is going.
Don’t Feed the Trolls, Emily
I know, I know. I shouldn’t respond. But sometimes I have poor self-control (see #10 in my recent list of freaky Tweets).
Just a heads up, I use the c-word in the following conversation, which may be the first time I’ve ever used it in my life, as evidenced by the fact that I call it “the c-word.”
At this point in the conversation, I was scratching my head and scrolling back up to re-read it. Had I over-reacted to his olive branch, his initial conversation opener?
No, no I had not.
Then he called me “white trash,” which, though amazingly inaccurate, is a true first. Granted, it’s a lousy first—not as good as winning five bucks on a scratcher or eating at Wang Fu’s without getting the runs—and then I got this fascinating lecture about ethnic groups.
Blah, blah, blah. It went on for a while. I admit I skimmed at this point.
But wait, there’s more
I thought it was over, but he came back!
And Then He Unfollowed Me
At this point, I was just…
That was my week on Twitter in a nutshell. So many milestones. (That’s not all. I’ll tell you about the foot guy next time.)
A new, snarky Josie Tucker mystery is coming soon. In the meantime, have you read the others?