I've decided to take a stab at social media.
The pressure to jump into it has been tremendous. Every time I open one of my email addresses I find friend requests, notices of some photos of me somebody has tagged somewhere, or comments some others have made on those photos. I talk to friends or family and EVERYONE talks about what they wrote, read or saw at someone's wall, site or blog.
What has kept me from jumping into the pool and joining everybody else has been a reluctance to getting caught in the web of connections that social media creates. Once you connect there's no way to hide, except by ignoring every message, request, ping or comment and becoming then an antisocial outcast. At least before you're found people may think you're web-savvy, to busy to spend time online or that they don't have your updated contact info. Once you show up and then stop corresponding those possibilities disappear: you have confirmed that your an a**hole. For some strange reason people take it personally when you ignore them.
Maybe I just have a distorted sense of my own importance: thinking that there will be thousands of people online waiting for me to show up so that they can finally flock to me and faithfully follow my fanciful posts, or believing that there will be throngs of disaffected webizens disappointed by my distant demeanor and my insensitive insistence on ignoring their inquiries once they've had a taste of me and my wit.
Or maybe it's not distorted, I mean... the sense of my own importance ;-)
Whatever the case may be, I've decided to man-up, grow a pair, suck it up, stop been a kitty and jump in the pool.
For now.
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