I don’t use Twitter so I can obsess over the number of followers I have… or don’t have.
I don’t use Twitter so I can obsess over my grade.
I don’t use Twitter so I can obsess over my Twitterank.
I don’t use Twitter so I can obsess over my Twinfluence.
I don’t use Twitter so I can freak out over my latest Qwitter.
I don’t use Twitter because I want to be part of the Twitter Elite.
In a nutshell, I don’t invest a lot of my time obsessing over my TwitterStats.
So, why do I use Twitter?
I use Twitter because I can quickly broadcast the URL to my latest blog post, the URL to an interesting article (usually about autism), or the URL to a great site I want folks to check out.
With a 140-character limit, I can’t afford to be long-winded which is why Twitter works for me.
One of the things I don’t understand about my fellow Twitters is how touchy some of them are. If you don’t follow them back, you receive a Qwitter notice telling you they’ve dropped you like a hot potato.
Note to Qwitters: You should have checked out my profile to see if my Tweets were of any interest to you before you followed me. That’s all I’m sayin’.
I don’t freak out over the Qwitters because I only follow people with similar interests (autism activists/advocates, eco-conscious folk, etc.) or folks whose Tweets I find interesting.
And I’m not about to follow someone who’s only following me to up their numbers. These Twits are easy to spot (so please do not get offended if I choose not to follow you. It’s nothing personal).
Twitter is addictive to say the least, and there really needs to be a 12-step program for it.
I’m so addicted that I am lost in Twitterverse!
{insert eerie space music here.}
Looks like it’s time for me to find my InnerTwitter.