11 Responses to "I leave you tweeps, my tweeps I leave you"
I was having a seemingly good day today.
Work is moving at a great pace. New business is doing well and while not going gangbusters yet, it has only been a week, I was starting to calm down. Did you see where I wrote starting. Because now I have to worry about this. Who will contact my tweeps? I have no idea. There is no one I trust with this job, but right this moment divine inspiration has struck.
I am adding a codicil to my will which will leave YOU in charge of all things social networking. Whew. Now I feel better. Don’t worry I left explicit instructions so you will know what all the passwords are.
What a great idea!
Thanks Patty.
Kelly
Wait! You’re leaving your chocolate stash to your sons. How cruel!
I guess I’ll have to leave you something… how about my imaginary dog?
Is it weird that I think about this too??? Maybe writers just have overactive imaginations… ;o)
I never thought about it until now. You don’t think that you’d be the one that it would happen to.
Not long ago I was at a party and my friend introduced me to his friend. The woman’s partner had died recently. Suddenly.
She told us how she couldn’t let those he knew know because he never gave her the passwords to his email etc accounts.
The mum of another friend of mine emailed me with the news of his passing. It always jolts me when I see his FB profile come up on the right hand side where FB suggests to say hello.
Thanks for the post, Patty. It made me think.
And it may take me time – because I live across the ocean and I sleep at weird times – to get back to you but I do.
1 | Jessica
August 17, 2010 at 1:00 pm
It’s crossed my mind, but I’m still in denial that I’m too young to worry about it (I’m not, by the way – I’m the age people used to hope to live to in the 1800’s…)
I do have instructions with my girlfriends to burn our collective journal of thoughts and notes about our Girls’ Nights Out. We call it “the journal of shame.”
Interesting about the dead-user thing on Twitter & FB – I had no idea!
Patty
August 17, 2010 at 2:04 pm
The Journal of Shame?! You should publish it; it sounds intriguing! (Change the names to protect the guilty.)