Today a remarkable thing appeared to happen: I was followed on Twitter by David Hasselhoff.
At first I was ~ well ~ gobsmacked, encouraged, delighted and amazed. It was as if a whole new horizon arose before me. Here was Captain Limey and there was David Hasselhoff, a denizen of celebritydom, in the same tweet. Pals. Tight. Sweet.
It dawned on me later that with 30,000+ people to follow, the Hoff has a big job to keep abreast of the adulatory replies. So, exactly how high on his agenda am I? I’m figuring not very.
Does this mean I am not glad he followed me? Hell no! For a brief, fleeting moment I trod the red carpet of Celebrity. Maybe one day we will exchange a meaningful couple of tweets. Maybe not. In fact, probably not.
I can’t help feeling, though, that this, for many Tweeters, is what we all want: for a while, just to feel special. Special enough that someone notices.