This past week I have mentioned a Tweetup that I attended that left me feeling a bit like the odd person out. Indeed I was.

This particular Tweetup was very near to me and I knew one person from Twitter who I hadn’t met in person so I thought it would be fun. I went to the location and ran into some people talking about the Tweetup. It was a small group and everyone did seem to know each other and I was the unknown factor in the group. Nonetheless, it seemed to go well and I was glad to meet new people who were local to me.

Afterward, when I got home I Twittered about it and listed the people I met. The people I hadn’t known I followed with a message. A couple of them replied back. All is good. But, I noticed that the people in the group mentioned the Tweetup and those in attendance, except for me. Pictures were posted and I was not in them. Sad face > 🙁  .

I felt like the pitiful ten year old from grade school who wore glasses, was too skinny and too darn shy to make her life a better place. I wondered if I had violated some unspoken, yet learned Twitter rule of socializing. I went back at looked at the Tweets mentioning the event and the messages were all open invitations to join the group. At that point I decided to pull up my socks a bit and smack myself in the back of the head a few times and get over my sorry self. And I decided the other people were just plain rude.

I don’t know if it was a name game, mention the celebrities kind of thing, or, that everyone really knew each other in one way or another so I was not intentionally left out. I was not on the radar at all. My feelings at the moment were hurt. I had a good time with them. But, this is life and not everyone will get me or care about me. So when I encounter that kind of treatment I move on. There are other people who I will like and who’ll like me. Truthfully, life is too short to nurse certain kind of wounds.

But, I have mentioned it this week because I have been thinking so much about relationship. There are those I have with family and friends and the relationships with clients and colleagues. I don’t like everybody. Unless you are down right evil, I will do my best to be nice, keep in touch and remember to acknowledge you. When I forget to do that my true friends will remind me. They will tell me if I have ignored them too long. I want to be able to tell to my friends when I need some loving. There are so many ways I can keep in touch with people. I want to remember that particular Tweetup because I don’t want to ignore someone else. I will do my best.