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By my side

I’ve been in Chicago almost two months now. I know my way around the neighborhood a bit better. My apartment looks like a home.

Feels like one, too.

As I’ve wandered around the city, seeing the sights and figuring out the subway system — I mean ‘L’ — I have documented it on social media.

People can diss Facebook and Instagram all they want, but when you move to a new city on your own, being able to share it with friends online gives you a wonderful sense of community.

With time, I will get that right here in the South Loop, but for now, I am especially grateful to my virtual one. 

Thanks for coming along for the ride!

The struggle is real

pronunciationFor the first time today, I realized that people can place pronunciation guides in their Facebook homepage profile.

For example, I could phonetically spell out “Curtsinger” so people don’t pronounce it “Crutsinjer,” which is very popular among customer service representatives and hotel registration desk employees.

But it’s my opinion that anyone who isn’t sure how to pronounce my last name probably shouldn’t be on my Facebook list.

On Twitter or Instagram? Sure. I follow people who I don’t know and whose name I would probably butcher if I met them on the street. We simply share common interests.

But Facebook?  These are my peeps. No pronunciation guide for you.

Preach

Paula

National Gun Violence Awareness Day

#WearOrange

Inconceivable

I am so over this hashtag and how people throw it around:

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Really?  Are you really feeling blessed to get a fancy toilet? 

Just Iike some folks on Facebook are blessed to find a parking spot or blessed to go out to dinner or blessed to do anything.

In the words of Inigo Montoya,  “I do not think this word means what you think it means.”

Don’t wear it out,  people…especially not on a toilet.

POV

I was eating lunch at my desk on Friday, when I heard a couple of my co-workers chatting somewhere in the room behind me.

Tongue

“You are always so happy. I don’t know how you do it.”

“They don’t pay me enough to kill myself.”

That made me laugh aloud. And today, when many folks are posting inspirational quotes on Twitter —

It deserves its moment in the spotlight.

Bad manners

You have to love Brits. So proper,  so polished, so personable.

Wimbledon has always been a prime example…until this year.

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Novak Djokovic, the defending champion, beat Roger Federer in Sunday’s final.

And Wimbledon had the bad manners to telegraph their choice for the trophy. Both before and after the match, their social media feeds were full of Federer — waxing poetic on the possibility of his eighth title, and openly weeping at his eventual defeat.

In contrast, Serena Williams’ win in the ladies’ championship was celebrated without question or sadness for those she felled along the way.

I expect more from you, Wimbledon.  Remember — even Federer had to defeat favorites in his early years at the tourney.

Today’s top men’s seeds deserve the same respect.