Taking Criticism to Heart
I run a sports blogging site. It’s based on the Wordpress Multi-user. It was actually my introduction to all things wordpress. It was also my introduction to PHP, MySQL and a whole host of other stuff. Trust me, this isn’t the ideal way to learn how to admin a blog. I was stupid and overconfident. We’ve had many ups and downs, but the site is over a year old and sitting at a page rank of 4. I’ll post later on about my experience with Wordpress Mu, but today we’re talking about criticism.
Someone dropped a negative comment about me on a another blog site. I’m not sure of the impetus, but this user is pretty annoying. He’s got like 5 blogs on our network and basically needs his hand held at all times. I don’t mind because he’s an alright cat and he posts some interesting stuff. Ironically, though, when the knife entered my back, I knew it’d be him who done it. I knew it. It was only a matter of time.
Toph said
I don’t know what the hell is now going on over at the site. But it’s like you’ve already said they’re unprofessional and it’s shown in their demenor and the fact that neither of ‘em over there who administer the site can take one iota of criticism no matter how valid it is.
They’re like a bunch of children over there!
I’ll repost the piece under the tophatal guise and hopefully there you’ll be able to leave a comment.
tophatal ………..
I don’t expect these guys to kow-tow to me or praise me, but I really didn’t expect these guys to blast me. I’m insulted and little hurt. There are about 15 sports blogs out there who directly owe their existence to my unprofessional little sports site. None of these guys would have had any idea of how to create and build a sports blog if they hadn’t encountered Real Sports Bloggers. Even now, all they’ve done is thrown up a single user version of Wordpress, tacked on some crappy themes and started blogging. None of them have the technical know-how to do what I do day to day to keep my site up. I keep telling myself that this is the way bloggers are. One minute you’re the greatest - the next moment they’re sinking their teeth into your backside.
Blogging introduced me to hundreds of really cool people. I created a blogsite, which has cost me thousands of dollars, so that we fellas could interact without being censored or ridiculed. Rather than criticism, I woulda thought my friends would have consulted me privately and offered assistance. If they thought I was sinking, they coulda emailed me and been like “Yo, Curt! Your site is slipping. Is something wrong?” Impossible though it may seem, I thought I’d made some friends. Maybe I was wrong. Now, I’m telling myself that maybe we were never friends to begin with - maybe I was the only person head-over-heels in like in this situation.
It still stings though.



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