At 59, I feel like a teenager again.
I don't like the feeling.
I remember all too vividly how I'd decide to host a party, then would worry about what invitations to buy, how to word the invites, whether people would actually show up, what records I should play and what foods I should serve.
That angst has returned, because I have signed up to tweet on Twitter.
My biggest fear is that I'll hardly have any followers and so far, that fear has been grounded in reality. I have tweeted once — to announce I'm on Twitter — and got a grand total of three followers. Two are work colleagues who tweet themselves and who I signed up to follow, meaning they're just returning the favor. The other is a stranger, bless his heart.
I have no clue how to get other followers. I'm told the best way is to start following people, but when I looked on the “finance” portion of Twitter, I didn't see anyone connected to the business we cover, except for quasi-celebrities I signed up to follow. Not surprisingly, they didn't reciprocate.
Plus, I can't figure out how to tweet from my cell phone or BlackBerry. I can ask our company's tech services staff how to do it, but I've hesitated because what's the point of tweeting if I don't have any followers?
Thus, I am paralyzed by indecision, at least for now. I'm writing this column just two days after I tweeted for the first and only time. By the time you read this, I expect I will have tweeted more and will have talked to the tech experts.
This is where you, dear readers, come in. If you use Twitter, can you please sign up to follow me? Pretty please? I have a very original Twitter name (or whatever you call it): NancyWebman. I will follow you if you follow me.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart.