For anyone out there who is thinking about starting a blog, be prepared for the haters. They surface weekly and say awful things. They love to complain about what you write and suggest to others “not” to waste their time reading your material yet they hypocritically keep reading. They are cowards. They hide behind made up signatures and fake email accounts and actually go out of their way to insult you. That being said, their comments almost always give me a good chuckle. I would like to formally thank living in the northeast for giving me thick skin. If I took these people seriously I would probably need to be admitted to a psych hospital for immediate treatment. Who are the haters? Are they someone I know or complete strangers bored with their own lives? Who knows? They all have one thing in common, they are angry. They are the “Shayna’s” [reference past blog “Shayna”] in the world.
All comments on my blog have to be approved by me. Most of the comments that come in are very nice and encouraging (thank goodness). I will post any comment as long as it is written in a respectful way. If the comments are completely insulting, vulgar or look like internet spam, I simply delete them. This one in particular seemed just too good not to post. It will give you, the reader, a sneak peek inside the world of Mrs. Doherty Unleashed. The comment was written in reference to a post I wrote many months ago “Just pee in your pull up”. For clarity and ease of reading I have copied and posted the comment in blue below. Enjoy.
Submitted by firstname.lastname@example.org
“I was just looking through some blogs today, here is my take on this site/ story: just let them sit on the damn porta poty. you know that blue stuff?? its like 90% bleach!!! and as long as your kid dosent touch his/her ass, and lick their hand, they will be fine. but better yet, have your son hold the door open while your daughter takes a piss! (thats what pull ups are for, btw) it never occured to you that your daughter dosent want to take a piss while you are holding her up?? it never occured yo you that your son might open the door?? you cant think on your feet for crap, if thats your problem solving. its a good thing you arent in construction cause we would all be dead right now. your living in crazy town, and if your advice is to, “read the damn blog, its better that doing laundry” (btw, do talk like that in front of your kids?) you are sadly mistaken. doing laundry is way better. I have a new title for this blog! “the mom who cant handle kids”. my advice if to stop blogging, because you are embarassing yourself and your family. In conclusion, DONT WASTE YOUR TIME READING THIS CRAPPY STORY! dont hire Mrs. Doherty to babysit and dont waste your money on a car toilet, just be a better mom than Mrs. Doherty.”
And now…my thoughts on this comment. [written in red]
I was just looking through some blogs today [so??? You just Google random blog sites? Mmmm? Is that a hobby?], here is my take on this site/ story: just let them sit on the damn porta poty [Ew? No. That is gross and you misspelled potty]. you know that blue stuff? [Yes..of course I know that blue stuff. What does that have to do with sitting on the lid?] its like 90% bleach!!! and as long as your kid dosent [I think it’s spelled “doesn’t”…just saying.] touch his/her ass, and lick their hand, they will be fine [Well ok? You certainly sound like you know what you are talking about. I trust you. All I have to do is make sure they don’t lick their hands, right?] but better yet, have your son hold the door open while your daughter takes a piss! (thats what pull ups are for, btw) [uh oh…you stopped making sense here and I was just beginning to trust you] it never occured to you that your daughter dosent [I already told you, it’s “doesn’t”] want to take a piss while you are holding her up??[Did it ever occur to you that you might benefit from a class in grammar?] it never occured yo you that your son might open the door?? [Huh?] you cant think on your feet for crap, if thats your problem solving.[Since when does a trip to the porta potty involve problem solving?] its a good thing you arent in construction[now…come on dude..that is just rude. I have always thought of myself as the perfect construction worker?????] cause we would all be dead right now[So? We would all be dead if I worked in construction? That makes perfect sense.]. your living in crazy town[LOL…that’s kind of true], and if your advice[I don’t give advice. I tell stories] is to, “read the damn blog, its better that doing laundry”[Amen to that! Oh wait…I came up with that?] (btw, do talk like that in front of your kids?[Hey? Don’t judge. I only swear around my kids when they piss me off]) you are sadly mistaken. doing laundry is way better[What? Now YOU are the one living in crazy town! You think laundry is better than reading my blog and then insulting me. .I think not]. I have a new title for this blog![drum roll] “the mom who cant handle kids” [boo…that is not even a secret]. my advice if to stop blogging [Whatever. What do you know? You also thought I should stay away from the construction business.] because you are embarassing yourself [OMG…you should see me dance.] and your family. In conclusion,[yes…please conclude. What on earth is your purpose?] DONT WASTE YOUR TIME READING THIS CRAPPY STORY! [LOL…you said “crappy”….no pun intended] dont hire Mrs. Doherty to babysit [I am a mom, not a babysitter?] and dont waste your money on a car toilet [What? I disagree. Best invention ever!], just be a better mom than Mrs. Doherty [Well? Look on the bright side.. at least I’m not working in construction?]
The best part about these types of comments is that they use a fake identity to post. They almost always are opinionated and have tons of passion, yet they don’t sign their name. Does that mean they don’t really believe what they are saying or that they are embarrassed about their lack of grammar? According to this person, he/she just reads blogs and does this as a hobby? If that is what you want to do at least have a little integrity? Sign your name. I can handle it. After all, blogging is not for sissies.