Posts Tagged ‘bitching’

There is a ‘sickness’ that is spreading across the Internet. Particularly on social networking sites such as Facebook and Twitter.

It is called being a “roller poster”.

A roller poster is defined as the following, according to the Dambreaker Dictionary:

roller poster.  noun \rō-lər\ pōs-tər

1. A person who uses social networking websites to express their emotions, feelings, or thoughts for the express purpose to garnish completely unnecessary attention from others to themselves. Especially during times of negative thoughts, feelings, or just simply having a bad day and they make themselves conspicuous on purpose.

Yeah, that! We’ve seen it before. Someone that you know keeps updating their status for the sake of seeing themselves type, and in the meantime they hope that someone else will see it and come rescue them from their keyboards and make “life oh so happy and peachy once again.” So then once they have obtained that attention that they were seeking selfishly, they end up deleting all of their posts and act as if it never happened. They were down, and suddenly now they are up again. But eventually they will go back down again. (The only thing missing is that feeling of how I am about to lose the contents of my stomach while in the middle of the loop!)

It is one thing to be having a bad day and stating that as a fact. Its another to state that you are having a bad day, and you continue to whine about it until someone finally jumps in and tells you that “Everything is going to be okay”, or that they are sorry to know that you did have a bad day.

I’ve said this in many posts before, I’ll say it again. We all have bad days. The difference in what gets us towards a better mental health is how we deal with it. “Roller Posting” isn’t healthy and is definitely not the answer.

I watched one person in the middle of the night change their Facebook status 18 times in the span of 12 minutes or less. Their average post in length was only about seven words. All of it, pertaining to the most awful day that they experienced. It was totally obnoxious and completely inappropriate, not to mention unnecessary.

Personally, for those bad days that I go through? This is a majority reason of why I have this blog! I’ll dump it all in here and let it go. Sometimes I’ll feel better and sometimes I won’t. But at least whatever it was that was bringing me down is now off my back. I will do it all right here in my blog and leave it there. I’d much rather do that than spread it all around over and over again, annoying the pants off everyone.

People write over and over and over again, just spreading it on thick about how miserable they are. All they want is a little attention. Sadly, they’ve got another thing coming if they believe that the attention that they are about to receive is going to actually help them. In reality, its only going to make the issue worse. Instead of giving these people the attention that they are seeking, it is my personal feeling that we who are reading this garbage must offer them something better than “Ohhh I am so sorry to hear that you’re day sucked!”. I am actually leaning towards the feeling that nobody should give them ANY attention at all. Then maybe… just maybe, they’ll realize how foolish they sounded when its all said and done and they just might learn that what the did do, was stupid and they won’t do it again.

But you won’t find me putting my money down on that. Society is messed up already enough as it is.

There’s no magic pill to make everyone happy all at the same time. If there is such a “happy pill”, then I know of several scores of people who need a lifetime prescription. And on a personal note, I will probably have to have a reminder written down some where to tell me to take my own medicine.

I see all of this and witness it from afar. There IS a forest through the trees. Most of the time I roll my eyes and never give a single ounce of attention to people who are being a roller poster. I just don’t feel that it is going to do them any good.

And then again you, the reader, can probably see things that I cannot see whenever I am posting and/or ranting. That’s just the way it is sometimes. Question is: What are you going to do about it? And what SHOULD you do about it, if anything?

So go ahead and tell the world you’re having a bad day. I’m sure that I will start to hope that your day becomes better. But if you are going to clog up the Internet with your mindless short posts, carrying on and on and on about nothing- then I just don’t wish to hear about it any more. Find a friend, or a therapist. Hell, even just come talk to me about it and don’t waste people’s time and Internet space with your totally ridiculous bantering.

In my own personal experiences with Twitter and Facebook, I could say that I went out to eat with my friends for lunch and had a wonderful time. A few people might notice, but they won’t ask about it.

Yet if I say that I lost my keys, people just come crawling out of the walls.

Human nature is seemingly drawn to the negativity of life rather than the positive and uplifting aspects. I do not know why, but I feel like I would be wasting my time and opportunity trying to figure it out rather than trying to experience something that would be beneficial and more positive.

You think my definition is a joke? Read it officially on the Internet. It was composed by a friend of mine who submitted it to Urban Dictionary:

This was their interpretation of the term, “roller poster”.

This is not the first time I’ve coined a phrase. I don’t know, maybe some people are right. Maybe I SHOULD write a “Dambreaker’s Dictionary”.

What do you think???

I have been there for my friends for as long as I can remember. But now with the Internet and social networking sites, there’s the wide range of possibilities to meet new people and create even more friends and colleagues.

And with that goes the responsibility of having to put up with other people’s days when things are not going so well. Life isn’t always a peach, so when it is the pits- that becomes the true test of whether or not your friendship with that person is true and loyal.

Ever since my first days of being online, I’ve always been there for my friends and colleagues when they have been having it rough. I allowed them to vent, cry, cuss someone else out behind their backs, and do whatever it took to make sure that by the end of all of it, they felt better. I would even be so bold as to maybe offering help and advice at times when they asked for it.

I have fooled around with the notion that I have become some what of an online psychologist. I’m that shoulder to cry on, that ear that will listen. Clearly I say this jokingly as I am not a licensed psychologist.

I have sat through many long conversations online where I have been told that they were in tears, and just needed someone to listen. Yeah, I’m “that guy”. I could probably log in enough hours to have my own little corner of the world and sit by a table with a sign over my head that says, “5¢ please.”

As the years have gone by, the scenario changes. But I’m still that same guy that will stop whatever I am doing and listen to someone if they are speaking to me. Especially if they feel that they are in some kind of crisis or if they feel that they are just going to explode inside.

If any of you have ever watched Dr. Phil on television, then you know where I get the new catch phrase, “I wear the tie.” Yep, that’s me! I am the one that wears the tie. A few people realize this. They laugh and think its cute. But they also understand that I am actually going to be there for them. Most others do not. And this is what I am telling you. I am there for you, and I always will be there for you.

A few people have taken the opportunity to have me listen to them. Others, have not. There are times though that those who do not take that chance, I sometimes wished that they would. But its all a matter of personal choice. I’m never going to force someone to talk to me. Especially during stressful and difficult times.

I have been burned a few times. This is true. I have given my full attention in the past to people and all that they ever did was use me for their chance to just have themselves talk. They weren’t seeking any kind of personal relief from their woes, just personal satisfaction from the thought that someone is finally going to listen to them, and all they do is talk to hear themselves talk.

With the good, always will come the bad. That’s just life in a nutshell.

I received a text message this morning around 1:30 AM. Someone who I had earlier in the day given a text message to, and they were finally able to get around to answering me back. Their day was so bad that it got stressful and confusing as well as distracting and so therefore, that’s what happened. The response came, but it came late.

So I got out of bed and got online and had them tell me what was going on, and explain why it was so late for them to get back to me.

I took a very brutal beating for nearly an hour as they let their frustrations go. But in the end, I had them laughing. They left and I went back to bed. And that was that.

I was not in the direct line of fire from their frustration, but they were able to just get it off their chest. I was glad to have been there for support.

I take these things seriously. Because I know that I too, sometimes need a shoulder to cry on. Does the reciprocation happen as often as I deal with it? No. So what though?

I will literally get out of bed and talk with someone on the phone, online, or in person if they are in need. Doors have been open 24/7 for over 10 years now. And I don’t suppose that’s going to change in the future because that’s the friend that I am.

People have needs. No matter how shallow or great. Its up to the true test of courage as to whether or not you are able to take the good with the bad OR if you’re the kind of person that will only take the good and remove yourself from the bad, trying to avoid it. Just ask yourself: “Wouldn’t I want them to be there for you?”.

I’m not saying let them walk all over you either. You should know the difference between a cry on your shoulder and someone just out for attention. But a friend in need should have friends, indeed.