Seems like everybody has twitter pneumonia lately. It’s the latest trendy online thing to do. EVERYONE has a Twitter account. Heck, even I do, but I never use it. I signed up for it back in October just so I could have an informed opinion on “twittering”, and it matches my previous uninformed opinion that Twitter is a pointless exercise in publicly displaying the minutiae of your life that neither I, nor the rest of the world cares about.
So with the help of the Ghost of Dr. Seuss, I have prepared this poem to sum up my feelings on the subject.
*ahem*
I would not, could not, on the job.
I could not, would not, on a jog.
I will not twitter from my phone.
I will not twitter in my home.
I will not “follow” here or there.
I will not “follow” anywhere.
I do not twitter, yes that’s right.
I do not like twitter, me you bite.
