As someone who is doing her best to “get out there,” I read a lot of blogs by agents, authors, and people with all around good advice. One thing they all say: “Be polite on your blog. Remember it’s public. Don’t go on rants (or at least not on a regular basis.)”
This can be hard because I have to remind myself that people I am not actually related to read this. People who I have not actually met read this (at least two of them.) My unfailing wish of goodness for all people does not always come across in my writing. Especially when I am giving the top ten list why certain people should not be allowed to work a cash register. (I have not actually written this but I can think of three right now.)
But sometimes being polite gets to be too much. Sometimes I want to use this really tiny platform to make a really tiny stand and rant and rave; politeness be damned. Which is how I am feeling right now and I hope you don’t mind.
So right now, although you can’t see me, just trust me, I am writing this while chewing with my mouth full AND my elbows are on the table.
Ok. I’m done. Because I don’t plan on being impolite too often, my next ranting probably won’t occur until I start Christmas shopping.
(Sorry no pictures. If I post a picture of my rebellion, my mom will call and ask if she didn’t teach me better. I need plausible deniability.)