Hi
Renee
Whilst
I would prefer to remain anonymous, I have a cautionary tale for those
grappling their way painfully around the edges “Social Media”
I’ve
been trying to take on-board the social media thing for a while now and, whilst
I’ve had a Facebook account for a long time, I only ever used it to live
vicariously through my family’s experiences and nothing else.
About
a year ago I created an account for my [Business Name] persona and gathered
about me some “friends” so that I could peep into the lives clients too like a
flasher-mac weirdo.
At
dinner with the family a few months ago we were chatting about inane crap, as
you do, and I was encouraged to dip my toe further into the virtual world by
creating a Facebook account for our cat, Buzz who is an indoor cat and does
nothing. But, the children thought it would be fun to have a “Diary of an
Indoor House Cat”, particularly the boys’ WAGs. And I duly set to it the
next evening.
I
created a Facebook account for BuzzCat, invited all the family to be “Friends”
and put a few postings up.
A
week later Peter, the youngest, came in and said “You know you are posting
Buzz’s messages on your [Business Name] Facebook account as if it’s you saying
those things, don’t you?” and my heart stopped! My postings said
something along the lines of:
“I
had a bit of a tummy ache tonight and I was yowling for an hour. Jonathan tried
cuddling me but nothing helped. Nobody knew what was wrong with me and I didn’t
know how to tell them. ‘I know,’ I thought ‘I’ll shit in that lovely pile
of clean washing at the end of our bed, that’ll make me feel better’ and
do you know, it did!”
“I
often find that if I lick Jonathan’s face in the night he stops snoring and I
can get some bloody sleep!”
“I
spent hours manically grooming today, I’ll really must have a rest now.”
“Hardcore
Parkour in the bedroom tonight. I need a day off tomorrow”
The
message – don’t warble before you can tweet.
Anyway,
I do hope you are well. I’ll probably see you at the conference next
spring.
Take
care
Carole
