When I first heard about twitter and it was explained to me my first reaction was ‘really, what’s the point’? I’m thinking I can’t say anything in 140 characters or less and nobody really cares when I go to Starbucks.
Then I had a couple of friends talk me into signing up so I opened a twitter account. We followed each other and some other people we knew for a very small network. Then I knew when they went to Starbucks…..
My account was pretty much dormant for several months with little or no activity. I wasn’t even sure how to get my picture loaded; and it took me another 6 months to know it is called an Avatar. And if you look at my twitter account you see that I’m still having trouble as my picture is a stiff, posed professional shot……..very inviting, huh?
Finally I started paying attention to the account more and started following some news and sports feeds and selected celebrities.
Once I became more active, people I didn’t even know started to follow me. I say ‘people’ as some were obviously auto generated accounts with very little personal interaction whatsoever.
However, I didn’t care; I felt like I was ‘in’ and I was going to pump up my numbers. I was fair game and anybody could have a piece of me. Look out Ashton Kutcher, the race was on.
Man, I was cheap AND easy. I was letting any ol’ skank in the door, fleas and all and I didn’t care where they came from. I thought I had finally arrived in the twitter world.
Then my conscience started to get the best of me and I was having trouble sleeping at night. I said ‘Billy, look at yourself; would your mother be proud’? I came to the conclusion ‘no’ and vowed to clean up my act. I had to repair my reputation before it was too late. I mean, you are who you hang with, right; perception is reality?
Easier said than done though. I was already considered a stalker by many as I followed more than followed me……..and now you want me to ask some of these people to leave; I thought the party was just getting started.
Long story short, I cleaned house and by a pure stroke of luck (or fate) I connected with the best person ever, @GiniDietrich. She was literally the tipping point in my twitter experience and helping me maintain my reputation. I will always be indebted to her and can’t sing her praises enough.
I say this because you never know when you connect with someone what kind of impact it might have.
One person, one voice can make a difference; it did for me.
Tweet on baby; I’m a ho no mo and sleepin’ like a baby.