An Open Letter to a Jackass
I'm all for comments. I'm all for constructive criticism. But if you anonymously post shit to my blog like "F you, you spoiled brat" (an actual response to my recent El Bulli posts), it ain't going up. Sorry. You can attack my writing all you want, but attacking my character? I'm sorry, have we met? Didn't think so. I realize that putting yourself in the public eye opens you up to judgment, but judge the content, not the author, please. I also realize that I, myself, have passed judgment on other individuals when writing on this blog, but these are individuals I have met and have given me a personal reason to get my panties in a bunch. Oh, and by the way? If you don't like a blog or the person behind it, DON'T READ IT.
Now, normally, I let these things slide. I delete or ignore offensive e-mails and move on with my day. But I have a little more time and a lot more hormones right now as I await Diner #3's arrival so I got a real bee in my severely pregnant bonnet when I received the following e-mail this morning (as I have scruples, believe it or not, I will not post his e-mail address):
geez joy ...get a man and/or get a life.
he he
all that silly blogging must make a modern girl very very hungry and sad at the same time ....
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Michael
Northern CA
h e t e r o - v e r y
My response is below. I'm posting it rather than sending it to him directly, as I feel the general public could benefit.
Michael,
Thank you so much for pointing that out! You are absolutely right. And to think, all my readers were complaining about how the frequency of my writing had dropped since I became pregnant and started co-writing a book -- I'm so glad you showed me the light and made me realize that all I do is sit around blogging all day. I have no idea how my book, which releases tomorrow, got written when I spend all my time writing silly posts!
I'll be sure to tell my husband, whom I mention in every post, that we need an additional man for our marriage, and as for my "life", well, at 39.5 weeks pregnant I guess I'll just have to fill up the two empty nights on my calendar this week so I can become one of the cool kids again.
I will be sure to get that life you are talking about. In the meantime, you keep pointing out to people how desperately they need one -- clearly, you are the expert.
xoxo
Joy
"To eat is a necessity. To eat intelligently is an art."
-- La Rochefoucauld
posted by Joy @ 8:17 AM
11 Comments:
you go girl- we love your blog and your blogging.
Stephanie is right- those freaks are in the minority.
Heh heh. I am totally going to stalk this guy. Because I know things your readers don't.
Bwahahahahahaah!
dear me, joy, what tiny minds some people have. enidd suspects there is some envy here!
well...tahnk god el bulli has been completed. I wanted to hear the end of the story, but I am really not that interested in reading the rantings of people. Yup...its ur blog...but yup...its my time. Best of luck with everything.
Anonymous,
What wonderful proof of Steph's comment you just gave us.
xoxo
If you're looking for an additional man for your marriage...let me know where to sign up!
(That is, until #3 arrives...then I am outta there...)
I am soo glad to see that Fatemeh and David have this situation covered, so that I can rest easy here in San Diego.
Seriously though, what a dipshit.
Sheesh. What's wrong with some people? Looks like the veil of annonymity brought out the fucktardidness in Michael.
Personally I love you and your blog. I'm guessing I'd love your husband too if I had the chance to meet him. Does he have a brother?
i'll admit that i'm not a frequent reader as i just stumbled upon your blog today and this particular post resonanted with me.
i have my own blog and much of the traffic was attributed to a food forum website. well, one day i received a comment in response to a rant i posted about bad service and it declared that i was their reason for not using the forum anymore and i was likely a spoiled brat whom never had to work a day for. it was pretty ridiculous. lo and behold i receive another comment a week later. they actually ran into me at a restaurant but rather than approach me in person they just glared at me (i think i figured out who they were) and then posted another nasty message pretending to be someone else (IP addresses know all).
it happens and you can't help it. they'll always berate you by saying you have no life... but really, if they feel the need to loathe and hate on someone at 2am in the morning... perhaps their lives need a little re-evaluation.
best of luck!
Dear Joy,
I have been reading your blog for two years? Don't know but I have you to thank for all the lovely experiences I have had at Bar Crudo (!delight!) and a newfound desire to try Delfina after one discouraging experience. I've never posted before but I have to say I don't know what possesses people to be so grumpy and judgemental. It's total junior high behavior. Also though, one must think he enjoys reading your blog enough to actually post a comment? The utter strangeness of such things. Regardless, best of luck with diner #3 and keep up the good work when you have time.
Ah, yes, another faceless coward, hiding behind the cloak of anonymity.
Dear Faceless Thimbledick:
Get a life AND a spellchecker. And would you like to buy an apostrophe?
Let me guess: U wear UR pants down around UR knees, with a backwards baseball cap? Am I close?
If I am, let me back away, quickly.
Gosh, your parents must be so proud.
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