I was talking to an acquaintance of mine (I can’t call her a friend as I don’t really like her, nor can I call her a co-worker do the marked lack of work she seems to produce) about a friend’s blog and how interesting it was to see her trip to China and the new baby. The acquaintance…let’s just call her Shahnahnah, made a comment about how stupid it was to have a blog. The ensuing conversation was interesting, to say the least.
Shah: I mean, its okay for someone like HER to have a blog. But most of them are just completely stupid. Like I care what someone had for breakfast!
Chick: I’ve never seen a blog regarding what people had breakfast.
Shah: But you know what I mean. Like anyone cares about what these idiots write about! We don’t know you! We don’t care!
Shah: I mean, whatever! Those people are completely narcissistic!
Chick, grinning widely: I have a blog.
Silence from Shahnahnah.
Chick: But you know, I never write about my breakfast or anything.
Shah: Well, but it’s OKAY for you to have a blog. Because you live far away from your family.
Chick: My family doesn’t read my blog.
Chick: Why would my family read my blog? They are generally uninterested in me the three times a year they see me.
Shah: But don’t you write about your kids? And put up pictures of your kids?
Chick: Why would I do that?
Shah: Why wouldn’t you?
Chick: Cause I’m not a mommy blogger. Not that I have any problem with them, I’m just not one.
Shah: So you don’t write about your kids…what DO you write about?
Chick, wide-eyed: Well, YOU of course!
(And I’M narcissistic?)
Chick: Well, today I am!