2008 October 14 | Native Born

Follow Me

By Faiqa On October 14, 2008 · 8 Comments

For those of you who live under a rock without Internet, twitter is a social networking site that allows users to “microblog.” That’s geek speak for “Tell us what you’re doing in 140 characters or less.”

Unlike Facebook, Twitter allows you to connect with other users without having to wade through annoying applications like, “If [...]

Unlike Facebook, Twitter allows you to connect with other users without having to wade through annoying applications like, “If you were a prime number, which prime number would you be?” It also bypasses the unintended hassles created by Facebook’s Inbox. As if we all need another e-mail application to worry about?!

If you click on the name of this post, you should be redirected to my twitter profile. Just a series of updates about what I’m doing right now, and perhaps a link or two is what you’ll find.

You will also find that I am “following” 20 people while only 15 people are “following” me.

The number of people I am following outnumber the number of people that are following me. How can this be?! I am a more of follower than a leader?

Why does everything that ever happens to me have to be some kind of painful karmic lesson?

First, I tried chalking this whole thing up to the fact that the majority of people in my social network are either very busy people who have better things to do than be on Twitter, or that they’re too busy sharpening their wooden pencils in a manual pencil sharpener to be bothered with that newfangled Internets.

Then, I started surfing around the accounts of some of the people I follow.

1,345?!!

894?!

Who are these people? How do you get that many people to follow you?

If I had that kind of power, I would be working on a viable plan for world domination. Notice the term “viable”… because I do have a plan for world domination stuck in a drawer somewhere. It’s just not workable. Yet.

I, too, want to be part of the Twitter elite. I need to move some place where something terrible is going to happen, so I can get people to follow me as I tweet about it.

All that said, let me set aside the last shred of dignity I have and, beg you to please follow me on Twitter if you aren’t already doing so. My self respect seems to depend on it.