On Twitter I learn so much about how to treat others by the way others treat me.  And I’m always learning.

As an example, I love to follow authors.  Occasionally I’ll reply to one of their tweets or make a remark about their book.  Sometimes I’ll get a response, other times not.  When I’m feeling sensitive, I think…

You sanctimonious twit.  I bought your book.  I spent 16 hours reading it and then wrote a review (albeit only 325 words) that I pushed to 5 different social channels.  And not even an smily face or a ‘ha’ in reply to my clever, overly thought-out tweet…

It’s not that I need the love.  It’s just that most of these authors aren’t of the stature that would preclude them from from sending a 😛  .  They’re folks who happened to have written a decent book.  If Oprah were still mainstream they wouldn’t be warming her sofa.

Things move fast.  I move fast.  There are those who nod in my direction but sometimes I’m flying too quickly and too high to offer even a reciprocal wave.  But few of us are so busy that we can’t acknowledge these gestures.  And if I can’t recognize these perhaps I need to rethink why I’m here.

When someone winks or waves in my direction I don’t wanna be that guy.  I’m going to make a better effort to recognize this and at least sent a ;D