In January my marvelous mentor said I needed to be on Twitter. Great.
She told me to choose a handle that would be recognizable using as few characters as possible. Great.
I choose my name, TanaBevan. It was already taken. Not so great.
I looked at TanaBevan on Twitter. It wasn’t set up. Frustrating.
I looked into contacting the owner of TanaBevan. Not possible.
I looked into the time frame of an unused handle being released back into the name pool. It’s not. (Despite much grumbling on the forums.)
I looked into how long it could take for a handle to become available after it was deleted (voluntarily or not). Could take months.
Bummer! Second choice it was: Tana_Bevan.
Heeding my mentor (Tammy Bleck who is Witty Women Writing ) I went forth (technologically-challenged as I am), and by June had managed to set up my Twitter account, even customizing it. (Woo-hoo!)
With the help of my aforementioned wonderful mentor (who is not in the least bit modest and will surely appreciate the praise, as it is well deserved) I got launched on Twitter.
After about a week of tweeting, when I started feeling like maybe I was just beginning to kinda/sorta understand the Twitter process, an email appeared which said in part:
“Tana Bevan, complete your Twitter profile today!
@TanaBevan What are you waiting for?”
What was I waiting for?! I had been waiting for the owner of @TanaBevan to release the handle so I could snag it. Months wasted trying to get something I already had and could have used! (Ironically I still haven’t a clue as to when I first signed up.)
Luckily my terrific mentor (mentioned a few times already *hehehe*) put me in contact with a talented website/blog teacher/computer-tech geek (Julie DeNeen of Fabulous Blogging) who, between fits of laughter over my Twitter Tale, helped me switch from being underscored to underscore-free.
I share this story in the hopes it will offer a bit of levity to your day. (I liken my Twitter Tale’s absurdity to tearing the house apart in search of your glasses only to find them on top of your head, or worse, you’re wearing them!)
I also share this (potentially embarrassing) story as a beacon of hope to the technologically-challenged. If I can accomplish a technological feat, you better believe you can!
PS: And after all that, you could really help out by following me on Twitter. Thanks much! @TanaBevan
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