Writing a blog can be very challenging. Inevitably, something you say will eventually be taken out of context.
This exact thing happened to me today. Many moons ago, I wrote a post making fun of, among other things, the way gyms smell. For those who have never been to a gym, imagine wearing a sock for a full day, then wrapping that sock around your face. Mix in the smell of a thousand other socks and you have a decent idea of the smell of a gym.
While this was all some good lighthearted fun, apparently some people did not take it as such. Today, this comment rolled across my site:
Now, there were several issues I had about this comment. First of all, Lee has forgotten that commas are not a substitute for punctuation. As Lee’s brain has most likely been shriveled up by his “supplements,” I am very willing to ignore that. He can’t help it.
Secondly, I do not consider myself a wussbag. Maybe a wuss, but calling me an entire bag of wusses is out of line. I am but a single person, so I do not deserve an entire group’s helping of wuss.
After posting this, though, I began to think. This might be my fault. I did not specifically state that I was just joshing around about the gym. Since my writing is so dynamic and wonderful, Lee might have mistaken the post for a tell-all exposé on the dangers of gym sweat.
So to Lee, I apologize. For future reference, many things I write are not meant to be taken seriously. In the past, I have implied that Little Leaguers are a grave danger to society, that I am smarter than a brain surgeon, that I love having my basement flood, and that I am jealous of a tree who received a book deal. These were all made in jest.
Just for the record “made in jest” means I was joking around.
I am so sorry to anyone who has mistaken this for a site that has hard-hitting information relevant to your lives. I am truly the lowest of the low. I am the lowerest.
This morning, Lee had responded:
Naturally, I felt it necessary to discuss this a bit further with Lee: