Creative writing on twitter

 A while ago, my daughter came and showed me something she found on the internet.  It was a quote that said something along the lines.  “If I was a mortician, I’d tie the corpse’s shoes together so when the zombie apocalypse happens, it will be hilarious!”

I knew that there was a joke in there and I just had to put it together.  I couldn`t think of a good introduction though.

Later, at work, I thought that I`d use TweetDeck to post snippets of my journey to become a mortician and then finish the story off with the punchline of tying the shoes together.  I used the scheduling feature in TweetDeck to post the tweets at intervals of  about twice a day.  It saved me a bunch of time so that I didn’t have to remember to post each day.  

I started and spent my lunch scheduling posts.  After about fifteen minutes, I said to myself: “This is stupid!  Nobody is going to read theses.” However, I had fifteen minutes into this so I thought I`d finish it up. 

However, I didn`t get to the end of my story during my lunch break.  I had to spend another lunch time finishing it up.  When I finished, I had twenty-seven tweets spread over thirty-four days. 

The story was a firsthand account of my journey to find an on-line mortician school, take the course and then obtain a job as a mortician.  There were hurdles along the way as I discussed the studied topics and took tests. 

I wasn’t sure if anyone was reading the tweets, but then I was followed by a funeral director’s magazine and a funeral parlour in the states favored a couple of tweets.  I figured that it was going well. 

Then I realized that I was causing confusion to people who knew me.  My nephew was talking to my sister and thought that I may be looking for work.  As funny as confusing my sister is, I had to explain to her why I took the time to write this story and also had to explain that I wasn’t an idiot.  (This is a common conversation we have)

I also had a person wish me luck on a test and I genuinely felt bad about misleading her. And another person entered into a serious discussion with me about dealing with raw emotions of people with recently deceased friends and relatives. 

I honestly didn’t believe that anyone would take the tweets seriously and was concerned about proceeding with the story.

If I was to do this again, I would certainly create a new account so as to not confuse anyone who knows me. But I still don’t know how to address people who take the story seriously.  Nobody likes to feel tricked.

Below is a transcript of the tweets from fist to last.  I still think there are some fumy bits in there, but of course if I didn’t think it was funny, I wouldn’t have written it.