Peeved. Really Peeved.
Well, a little while ago, because I didn't care for any of the tasks I was supposed to be doing, I clicked a couple of my Followers for my blog. It was nice to visit the blogs of the people who are following mine. Most of them were familiar; some were ones I really didn't know before. So it was fun.
And then I clicked on an unfamiliar follower. The little picture-gizmo said "Help" and I thought that was an odd name for a blog. So I went there and boy was I surprised! It was somebody asking for money! Just asking for hand-outs! In about 27 different languages, no less!
I felt used. I felt invaded. I felt peeved. Really peeved.
So I found out how to block a Follower and -- there, take that! -- blocked this person.
So there.
And then I clicked on an unfamiliar follower. The little picture-gizmo said "Help" and I thought that was an odd name for a blog. So I went there and boy was I surprised! It was somebody asking for money! Just asking for hand-outs! In about 27 different languages, no less!
I felt used. I felt invaded. I felt peeved. Really peeved.
So I found out how to block a Follower and -- there, take that! -- blocked this person.
So there.
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One night, an individual "hacked" my blog and created hundreds of comments that contained an advertisement. It took me hours to clean up the mess, but I knew that I could not leave them there for the unsuspecting reader.
Micki