I got a Twitter account about two months ago and I think I've made three tweets... none of which has been very profound. I'm wondering why I even bother.
I have no idea how to 'tweet' from a mobile phone... and I really have no desire to learn. I carry my phone so my family can call me at work... so work can call me when I'm in the berry patch.
I can't understand how so many people seem to have so much time they can be checking their phones to 'follow' other people as they 'tweet' through the day.
I heard that Michael Jackson died on the afternoon news (how could you not). What would I gain from following the 'tweets' of a million fans as they mourned together?
I couldn't care what Ashton Kutcher ate for lunch or that Paris Hilton's puppy had a bath. I need to get the weeds out of my garden. The grass between my saskatoon rows needs to be cut. The oil in the tractor needs to be changed... and I have to be at work in 90 minutes.
Working 16 hours a day... six days a week, I barely have time to read a book... especially in the summer, and less time to write. But now--if I want to keep current with the newest technology--I have to 'tweet.'
Truth is... I'd rather not give a 'tweet.'
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