Our post office is trying. They give you a number and when you check on it, well, you get no information. In transit is not my idea of a useful fact.
When I write this blog, there is a dashboard, although the things I'm looking at are on the right-hand side of the page, so maybe it has another term. Arm rest comes to mind.
It tells you statistics. I can see a line graph (see, you do have to use math. I wanted to say geometry but I think that's the wrong branch) of how what pages were read, how many people read them and maybe some other statistical stuff I am not recalling. Remember, my short term memory is shot.
It also supposedly tells you how many people are subscribed to this blog. So far, I have a goose egg. A zero. No one. Nada. Effice. Zip. They have to be wrong.
I subscribed to myself. I know, it's like voting for yourself in an election, but I wanted to see if it worked. Also, my husband subscribed. He even told me when he got the confirmation email so I would know.
The question is: Why can't I see how many subscribers I have? Are they trying to make me work harder before giving me a number? Do they want me to get discouraged and give up?
Actually, it reminds me of my Pinterest account. They have me following some number and have me with 38 followers. Like since forever. However, they keep emailing me that so and so ,and so and so have started following me. It started to add up. Although I never counted the number of newbies, I wanted to see how much it added up to. And guess what. The number of followers that Pinterest has listed hasn't ever changed. What gives Pinterest?
Several theories pop into my mind. I know. You have no idea. It's like living with a bowl of Rice Crispies inside my head. Snap Crackle and Pop.
I am going to attempt to use the bullet points. Not that I wanted to use bullet points last night, but since I couldn't figure out how to publish the last post without the most peculiar breaks in it, I'm trying this.
- The government doesn't want me to know because they are following me. That was written by the schizoid from yesterday's post.
- Some sites have better programs and programmer's than others.
- The better sites have Native American programmers doing their tracking.
- I am technologically challenged.
I am not quite sure which it is. I know I have challenges, but why only on certain sites?
What you can do to help
- Subscribe and let me know
- Tell me if you've unsubscribed. Obviously they won't. PS I won't hold a grudge..... for long.
- Write comments. Lots and lots of comments. That's the only way I'll know you're really reading them. I don't even care if they make sense. Half the time I don't so why would you care?
- There is a comment space at the end of each post. Even I have figured out how to do this. I hope you can too. I think there is even a cute little pencil somewhere near the comment section. Usually you hit enter after you write something. At least that's how it is on Face Book.
- Please. Pretty please with sugar on top. If you're diabetic or watching your weight I'll sprinkle Truvia, the good stuff.
I know that I have said that I'm sorry's are not worth much. I still believe that. So this is not an apology. My ego has taken over. I need approval and can see that I've become shameless in asking for it. Even though I keep reading that one needs to ask for help, I still don't like doing it. So why do I continue?
Theory. oh no. Even I didn't see that one coming.
Except for my husband and a few friends, this is kind of anonymous. I don't know who you are, and you probably don't know the actual me. Therefore, I should not worry about being judged. Unless it's by a jury of my peers and since I live in Florida, that should worry me. See y'all later.
What about FedEx?
ReplyDeleteThey used to be the Holy Grail of delivery services.
If only one had the choice. Most places I buy from (ie) Amazon, ship UPS. Which is good. It's the not being able to choose and paying even more when you do.
ReplyDeleteHowever, thank you.
Advice is appreciated.