- Meanies: I can take a joke. I always bag on myself, I sometimes bag on the Kardashians, and I occasionally put my husband's gaffes out there. I enjoy a good funny. But I have unfollowed (more than one) Twitter user for "jokes" that cross the line, in my lil' opinion. Things along the line of rape, homophobia or racism just don't tickle my funnybone. And depending on the 140 characters, I may even block the person. See ya, bye!
- Twit Validation: I think this contraption irks me more than it should, and I don't know why it bothers me so much, but I will admit that rather than jump through a hoop to hear what someone has to say, I'll always opt to unfollow instead. It just seems offensive, since the whole point is socialization. As much as I hate spammers, I just couldn't bring myself to hope for followers, then turn around and electronically frisk 'em when they do follow me. But that's just me.
- Overly repetitive: I love the writing community. I enjoy the way people band together to help each other get more followers or book reviews or book sales. Love it. But when you're following hundreds of writers, you want to be able to see their posts in your timeline. Am I right? So when the same person sends 50 Tweets at a time, either for their own promotion, or a flurry of rehashed dead people's quotes, or worse, to detail every. single. minute of their day ("I'm awake." "I'm dressed." "I'm at school." "Leaving school." "Pasta for dinner." "Dessert time!" "Watching tv."), I'm outta there. I'm sorry, but to fill my timeline with mundane things like that, when I could be reading people's tweets who make me laugh, or inspire me to work out, or intrigue me into buying their books? There's no contest between who I'll stick with. (But I still love you! Just from way over here.)
Of course, I've been unfollowed, dozens of times. Who hasn't? Nothing personal, and I can roll with that as well.
But these are just my own nit-picky issues. I've made a full confession, and I feel better. To repent, I shall go follow another 50 people or something. But those 50 had better bring it.