I try to live my life as a grateful person. I’m someone who asks for your boss’s name if you give me great customer service, then I follow-up with a thoughtful email. It’s simply good karma.
I feel like I do the same service with my blog. I, out of the goodness of my heart, blog about my experiences. Places to patronize. Places to avoid. Tips on saving money. I don’t expect people to email me and say, “I love you. I totally follow all of your advice.” But I would appreciate it, if you do follow my posts, to let me know at some point. Or at least, acknowledge that you read my friggin blog!
I have friends who pretend like they don’t even know that I blog. Ummm, 100+ unique visitors read my blog on a daily basis. If you’re one of my good friends, I kinda have a suspicion that you at least know.
Here’s what gets me. I know (as in–I have no doubt) that several of my friends read my blog religiously, but will not acknowledge that they read it. Hmmm, you visit a restaurant in NYC that you couldn’t possibly have known about unless I blogged about it. You carry an obscure credit card that I have been raving about for years. You tweet about one of my favorite bloggers as one of your favorites–again, an obscure website that I discovered through my network. Now all of these examples do not describe one person, but I have personally asked some of these people, “That was in my blog. Did you get that from my blog?” They shake their head vigorously. Of course not! Then they look away.
If you really got all these innovative ideas/advice on your own, wouldn’t you then say to me, “That was in your blog? Seriously? What’s your blog address, I need to bookmark it!” Nope, no one has said that. And yet, I see my recommended websites bookmarked on their iPads or tweeted.
I swear to God, if I see one of you coming out of my recommended dry cleaner/alteration place which is a hole in the wall in the Inner Richmond, I will call serious bullshit.