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by Cathy Rankin

Please note:  I am not mocking twitter users, I am merely mocking myself.  Here is my story:

Like Highschool All Over Again!

Yes, Twitter.  It takes a bit of getting used to, and can be really daunting and scary just before you begin.

As a newbie, basically I am the minor niner of the twitter world.  Thankfully once you get the hang of it, the people I have followed or followed me thus far are adults and a little more patient and courteous than the kids back then.

But it did get me thinking, twitter really is like highschool all over again.  For you twitter experts, it is easy to forget how this platform looks from an outsider perspective.

Case in point I am a minor niner :

Kids in highschool have their own slang, their own coded terms and language….

Does “dd” ring any bells?

The cool kids always have something witty to say and everyone listens intently

Yeah, that was not me then and not me now….agonizing over each tweet before I hit the button.

…..and the entire follow vs. follower, oh my goodness (er..OMG!).  It can throw you for a loop.

Wow, look at her and her followers, who is she following?  Oh my goodness I hope you want to follow me….oh please @IAmTheCoolestChick, why won’t you follow me back? Let’s see, I followed her days ago so, wait, wait for It, damn it, not a friend yet.

Don’t get me wrong, I love twitter.  Unlike highschool, you can’t make fun of my outfits, but it takes a bit of getting used to and learning how to navigate.  But alas we shall all graduate twitter experts if we apply ourselves, correct!

And not in jest, twitter really is an amazing networking and business tool and can be used for fun too.  I give twitter users way more credit than I give myself, I know you follow the people that interest you….but deep down inside doesn’t  feel good when you get some lov’n back.  You don’t have to admit it.

Signing off, the geeky, shy and awkward @cathy_n_rankin

 

About Cathy Rankin:  Freelance writer and mother of one wonderful little boy, teaching me daily how not to sweat the small stuff.