I suppose this is true of people the world over, but I have discovered in trying to promote my writing (which I did only for myself for most of my life) that there are two kinds of creative people: the nice ones who want to use their creativity to make a difference, and the douchey ones who think that they are the center of the universe. They're probably just jerks as people anyway but I dealt with one really unpleasant jerk recently and it kind of put me off the whole social networking thing. Rather than telling me that the posts from the silly cafe world on Facebook were obtrusive, he called me emotionally immature and then unfriended me. I honestly didn't think about the fact that the posts from the game were bothersome and had I known I would have done something about it. I guess he figured it should be intuitively obvious. I'm new to this whole social networking thing. I only friended the guy because my "writing sister" Lily recommended him to me. She said he was really cool. Well, when she told him that what he'd done to me was uncool, she also tried to express support of him because she said he'd been going through a real hard time lately. HIS RESPONSE WAS TO UNFRIEND HER.
WHAT A MAJOR DOUCHE!!!!!
I was hurt by his calling me emotionally immature (which I guess I kind of am--I'm not the most socially adept person by any means and I've had a lot of psychological problems) but I pretty quickly just sized him up as a hateful schmuck and got over it. Lily, however, had been online friends with him for 5 years and it really hurt because she liked and trusted him. When she told him that what he had done to me wasn't cool, she said his response was "who cares, I have real problems." Well guess what, Buddy, so does pretty much everyone else. I guess I thought the purpose of this stupid social networking thing was to bring people together to help each other with their problems, even if it's only to lend a supportive ear.
I'm just sorry that my "writing sister" had to find out that someone she'd come to like over the years is actually a contender for the Biggest Douche in the Universe Award. It sucks when that kind of thing happens. I have trouble crawling out of my shell in the first place. People like that sure as hell don't help any.
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