Twitter can be a tough place. Hashtags are hard, @ replies make life challenging and it’s possible to tweet the wrong person. @avonsassy has reached new heights of confusion by mixing me up with her grandmother, who is apparently caring for her dog. No amount of logic or photo including my bearded face will keep this teen from her pup.
@nan my dad told me to tweet you bc he wants to get the dog ok ty
@avonsassy are you sure the dog is here in Texas?
@nan yes ur my nan and you have my dog
@avonsassy I think you have me mixed up with another Nan.
@nan were you that much of a slut that you had loads of babies and don’t even know their childrens names wow, im ur grandchild
@avonsassy this is going to be embarrassing for you soon. Are you tweeting by Braille?
@nan go home nan u r drunk
@avonsassy I’ve never loved your dog nor did I EVER feed it.
At this point, my friends start seeing the silliness and are responding, too…
@nan sorry nan love you
.@avonsassy what would happen if I told you that I don’t love you back and never will?
@nan I’ll be round for dinner
.@avonsassy you’ve not been invited.
@nan im coming to pick up my dog anyway ffs
.@avonsassy have you figured out that I’m not your grandmother yet? I might still have your dog.
@nan i want my dog
@avonsassy me too.
My pal, @rjamestaylor, wraps up the story with a pretty bow…
Truly @nan is a great friend, savvy marketer, and knowledgeable guy, but he’s a horrible, horrible grandmother