24 Jul 2017
Hestia suffers ... social media angst
The attribution is made in good faith, clearly, but I feel that it's not correct. I google it and I'm right, the attribution is wrong.
Here is the God's honest truth of what happened next:
Ah - that wasn't said by X, but by Y *smiley face emoji*
I read over the comment before I hit the 'return' key and wonder about the tone. Nobody likes to be told that they are wrong, do they? I add in the word 'sorry'
Ah - sorry, that wasn't said by X, but by Y *smiley face emoji*
I read over the comment before I hit return, again, and wonder about saying 'sorry'. After all, WTF am I apologising for - doing the due diligence and checking that the backstory was correct?
I delete the word 'sorry' and replace the smiley face emoticon with a laughing face and a heart. Surely they won't take offence at that?
Ah - that wasn't said by X, but by Y *laughing face emoji + heart emoji*
I read over the comment before I hit return, AGAIN, and am still not happy at the tone. I seem to be coming across as very knowitall. Who likes that?
After the smiley face and heart I add 'I thought that the story sounded a bit suspect, so I googled it' Just so that she knows I am not a knowitall but a googleitall.
I read it again:
Ah - that wasn't said by X, but by Y *laughing face emoji + heart emoji* I thought that the story sounded a bit suspect, so I googled it.
Fuck, now I've made it sound like SHE failed to do her due diligence and check the crock of crap before she posted. Who wants to read that?
I delete the whole thing and sit looking forlornly at the flashing cursor, fingers hovering over the keyboard.
What do I say?
'Brilliant backstory, but not the right one, unfortunately. This was said by X in 1934 and published in Posh Magazine Title the same year.' *laughing face, heart*
It's still not right. I delete everything. I revert to my first comment, including emojis, and re-read it ...... it needs another emoji. I am rattling through screens of available emojis......
Whoa Nelly! What the hell are you doing, girl?!
I had spend 16 minutes checking facts, agonising about writing a comment that informed but not chastised, to an almost total stranger, about something that I knew not a jot about other than I'd googled the quote and alighted upon the right originator. Prior to the post being made, I had never heard of the poem or the author. I didn't even LIKE the poem when I read it.
I could have walked the dog halfway through the woods in that time.
I could have done one round of a Sun Salutation in that time.
I could have poured (and drunk) a Perfect Serve G&T
I could have made a round of pancakes.
I could have jogged round the park once. Slowly.
I could have texted Sonshine and emoji'd him that I loved him.
Instead, I tore myself up trying not to offend someone I would probably walk past in the street, about something I didn't give a flying fart about.
I clicked the quote and comment section closed and opened a funneh kitteh video instead. Much safer.
Is it just me that ends up like this?!
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