Tuesday, September 22, 2009

The Cost of Twittering

Yesterday I did something that I swore I would never do: I created a Twitter account. My roommate had to get one for a business class and she swiftly became addicted. So I got one too. And now I spend way too much time on it. My rational mind does not understand what is so great about posting statuses under 140 characters long or seeing what celebrities deign to post to their fans, yet I constantly catch myself refreshing my page to see if anyone has posted something exciting. This has shone bright flashy lights on all my opportunity costs, which compounds the guilt I feel.

The time I spend on Twitter is time I don’t spend catching up on my Russian homework, reading for Econ, making my bed, doing the dishes, or being productive in any way, shape, or form. Now that I have made that guilt inducing list, I believe I shall post this, turn off my computer, and wash the dishes.


  1. You're not going to believe this, but I just got a Tweet from someone I'm following...

    finished my econ - washing dishes - yay...

  2. You're not alone