We’ve heard all about the celebrity tweeters with a million followers, and almost as much about the twitter refuseniks, the people who wouldn’t know a tweet from a pod, a tube or a flickr. What you don’t hear much about are the people inbetween: the part-time, reluctant tweeters. I keep coming across neglected Twitter pages on the internet, made by people who’ve been on Twitter for a year and have managed about five tweets, the last one on 9 November saying they really must get round to using this thing properly. Despite this twittery costiveness they don’t seem to have any problem accumulating followers, people who are hanging on their every infrequent word like truth-seekers waiting for the wise words of a holy man.
This is a roundabout way of saying that I have joined this band of Salingeresque tweeters at
and have managed 7 tweets in just over a month. As you will see I currently have no followers, and no idea how you acquire them. If any tweeters out there would like to break my duck, I think I can promise I won’t be bothering them very often.
Mundane quote for the day: ‘One day is much like another for the desk-bound office worker: life ebbs away, almost imperceptibly, in a blur of meetings and memos and gossip, of coffee-drinking and conferences and sticky summer afternoons when a post-prandial slumber becomes almost de rigueur; and our passage from our thirties into our forties and beyond is accompanied, and given definition, by the complicated movement of pieces of paper from one place to another.’ – Jeremy Lewis, Kindred Spirits