Have you ever had one of those moments when you read a blog post and you thought: “YES! YES! EXACTLY! I can SO relate!”?
Have you then read the comments and realized that you were the only one who agreed? Yeah. That’s never a fun feeling.
I came across this post today, and I got really excited because I completely agree with what the poster was saying. It bugs the bejezus out of me when people give donations “in my name” in lieu of gifts. By all means give donations instead of giving me a present. I can think of a million people who need things more than me. I don’t need anything, honest! Send me a card, or even an email wishing me Happy Holidays or a Happy Birthday if you really want, but please, please, don’t send me a note telling me you gave your favorite charity a donation “in my name.”
Two weeks ago my employers gave each employee a certificate proclaiming that they had donated money in appreciation of all our hard work. Wow. Seriously? If you really appreciate me then give me money, or a gift certificate, or, hey, here’s a novel idea, sit down with me and tell me what it is about me that you enjoy so much. And if you really, really need to give a donation, I get it, but please ask me where I’d like the money to go instead of choosing for me. They gave to a charity I don’t endorse in the least, and I’m actually annoyed that money was given to them in my name.
When I come across a blog post that I really relate to it’s like entering a crowded party and spotting a kindred soul. I get so excited that other people feel the same way I do, it validates my feelings and lets me feel a little less like a freak. But then I read the comments, and where I thought would be a hundred “Oh yes!” comments, I find a bunch of “Hun? Say what?s.” That’s like a bucket of cold water.
Maybe in the end I’m not a freak, just an original thinker and there are only a few of us out there in the blogosphere. Or maybe I am a freak, a cheap, selfish freak at that.