Why I'll Never Tweet

(Day 91 of 112)

I signed up on Twitter after coming across it on someone’s blog and before Hollywood made it big. But since I couldn’t figure out what to do with it, I didn’t go back even once and then I forgot my username and password.

Now the whole world is tweeting and it’s what all the cool kids are doing. It just convinces me that I’m the uncoolest kid on the playground. Of course I did give it about 5 minutes of thought and even framed an answer to “What are you doing now?” But then several things stopped me from becoming a twit .

To begin with, I don’t understand why I would even want to be followed. I mean do I really want to tell the world what I’m doing all the time? And then have them comment on it? I don’t think so.

Secondly I don’t think I do enough with my life to be making it public (this blog is a different medium of communication and not the focus of discussion here). And I’m definitely not deluded enough to think everything I do, think, want to say should be discussed.

Thirdly, if I have something to say, I want to be able to say it properly. I mean I worked hard at acquiring a vocab and learning how to spell the right way. Might as well make use of it right?

Fourthly, I have avoided using my phone to access the internet. And if I tweeted, I would have to use my phone (I mean how else can I be sitting in a theatre and tweet about how bad the movie is right?). But since I’m addicted enough to my laptop and the world wide web (read: Facebook and my blog) not tweeting is the only way not to cross over to the dark side.

Finally, and most importantly, I’m not self involved enough to believe that anyone would want to follow me. And I’d rather not get validation of this belief by starting to tweet and then having no followers. I don’t think anything would be more depressing and damaging to self esteem.

I mean I’ve had enough trouble getting readers for this blog (now numbering 5, one of whom is the Fellow) without worrying about how many people are following me!