Amuck (adverb) – In or into a jumbled or confused state

I have to admit I’m probably one of the few people in this world that could care less about social media, but I use it everyday.  I get on Facebook, I use Twitter, and some days I even put up a post on WordPress.  I’m also the “traditional” girl who would MUCH rather talk to someone on the phone to make plans rather to text back and forth to confirm dinner.  But that’s the age we live in-we text, we e-mail, we tweet.  We rarely talk on the phone anymore or even write a letter and send it in snail mail. 

You’re wondering how social media can run amuck?  Well, I’ll tell you-at least how it did with me.  I developed a Twitter crush (I know, I know-don’t judge me).  I reached out to “Twitter Crush” (aka TC) via e-mail, and we got along famously.  Then, we “upgrading” from e-mailing to texting.  (This was CLEARLY my fault.  I totally should have called as opposed to sending the first text.  I’m falling into the trap I hate.)  So, through the midst of our texting, he fell off.  If you guys know me, you know I love closure.  But I let it go…for about a month.  Then I sent an e-mail, you know the type “Just wanted to say ‘Hi!’-make sure you’re still alive-make sure you know I’M alive” e-mails.  I know he’s still alive, and he knows I’m still alive.  I mean, we are Facebook friends, and we follow each other on Twitter.  So he’s not interested; I respect that and totally get it.  Who goes from flirting to nothing in such a short amount of time?  Ok, you’re not interested, but you can at least be cordial, right? 

See how social media can run amuck?  I was confused by his behavior.  I hate being ignored, and it pissed me off he didn’t respond to me.  I guess since our encounter was brief he felt he may not have needed to respond to me.  But as a human being and as a common courtesy, it’s not polite to ignore people.  And who knows, he may need me one day, and I’ll remember the time when I reached out to him, and he didn’t contact me back.  But then I would be the rude one and not providing a common courtesy to my fellow man.  But such is life-he should have thought about that before he ignored me.

Until next time, I’m just a Southern girl…in the city.