You’ve got me all aTwitter
I am not all atwitter about Twitter.
That’s ‘atwitter’ — nervously concerned or excited.
I was recognized as a newspaper guy the other day. Happens a lot. In this case, it was particularly easy. I had multiple cameras around my neck and a Times Observer shirt on.
‘Are you Brian?’
Yes. Yes I am.
You retweet my posts. (I’m not quoting there because I don’t speak that language fluently and could have the words mixed up.)
No. No I do not.
It’s not that I disagree with her posts. It’s not that I consider whatever she was posting not worth retweeting.
I’m just choosy.
And I choose to avoid social media like the plague.
So, I have never seen her tweets, much less had any idea how to retweet them.
I have logged on to Twitter. Once. On a public account. And the people around me marked their calendars and set off a flare.
I have clicked on things that sent me to windows that would have had me creating a Facebook account. Once I figured out that was what I was doing, I stopped.
No, the real problem was a case of mistaken identity.
I am Brian.
I am a newspaper guy.
But I am not Brian the newspaper guy who knows something about Twitter. That would be Brian Hagberg.
I explained the confusion away and we had a nice chat.
As with many other people I talk social media with, she seemed to agree with me that there is some wisdom in avoiding social media.
That’s odd to me.
I feel like I am among a minuscule minority of people who are not on any social media — especially Facebook.
Can you live without social media? I’m pretty confident I can.
Maybe it’s like a smartphone. I resisted having one of those for a long time.
Did I survive without it?
Now that I have one, do I look at it 482 times a day… about 6000 percent more than I need to? (Estimates.)
Would I want to give it up now?
But, would it be a good idea?
Brian Ferry has been a staff writer, photographer, finder and fixer of things, judger of food, and social media antagonist at the Times Observer since 2006. He just found out he mispells minuscule.