I have been on the internet for what seems like forever. First, in chatrooms, then on social sites. I prefer chatrooms, over social sites. But I am just one voice in a sea of millions. And the millions feel different. I could go to paltalk, I suppose, but it sure isn’t the same as the AOL Chatrooms. When AOL went back to paid service, the chatrooms emptied out, and I left AOL for forever. I was there primarily for the chats, and now that they were gone, there was no reason for me to bother with paying for something that I no longer needed.
Somewhere in the mix, I joined a mom’s site called CafeMom. It was a great place to hang out and mingle with other like minded women via posts. I say it was a great place, because back in May the social part of the site closed down forever. I didn’t join the other social sites that sprang up until later. I did move over to the facebook groups that were created. It was a different feel speaking with people under their real name, as opposed to a screen name. But I liked it. It gave me a new perspective of those I had known for years under a different name.
I recently joined a spinoff group, Mom Confessions. It is a good group of ladies. I get along with them just fine. I blow through the group at least once a day, responding to posts. It isn’t as busy as the original Mom Confessions group on Cafemom was, which is fine with me. I have found other things to do to fill the void that the closing of CafeMom left. More productive things, I might add. So, there is a positive thing coming out of losing something that had been a part of my life for a very long time.
I got into a, well, I guess you could call it at catfight with someone yesterday. She made a comment that, I felt, was out of left field. I consider those comments to be trollish in nature. Now I know you should never engage a troll, but I did. And then an hours long debate ensued. I was at work, so only responded when I could get to my phone or was on break. This troll had to have the last word. I think trolls strive way to hard to get to be the one to have the last word. Another simple fact, I should already know, but chose to ignore.
Trolls also like to report things. I believe that before she went to bed last night, she reported the post, because an admin had posted telling people that someone had reported the post. I commented that I would walk away, and believed that was the end of that.
I woke up this morning to a comment from this troll, telling me to move on already. I exploded with a expletive narrative that I had walked away last night, asking what was wrong with her. Of course, that comment was promptly deleted. But someone else scolded her more eloquently than I. She still wants to fight with people.
So, I had a good, solid reminder to never mess with internet trolls, especially those who just have to get the last word in, no matter the cost. At some point, in the discussion, you will begin to look like a fool. And I certainly don’t want that.