Until last month, when I started blogging, I never really understood Twitter. It's like Facebook, if Facebook was just the status update. Still, that didn't stop me from joining Twitter last year. I figured what the hell, I'll see what it's all about.
What really baffled me was that a handful of people I've never met began following me on Twitter. I didn't think much of it, because for my first year on Twitter a posted a grand total of two Tweets. But I still don't know them.
It seems that one of these "followers," however, figured out that he and I have nothing in common. As of a few days ago, this person "de-followed" me, dropping my total number of followers to 14. Coincidentally, that's the same amount of followers I have for this blog, though I know every one of my Philloverse followers.
I say good riddance to this disloyal follower. I remember looking at his profile and thinking to myself, "What the hell is this person following me for? We have nothing in common."
Still, that doesn't mean a part of me isn't crushed by this rejection.