Dear Blogger,
I think I hate you.
There. I said it. I don’t mean to be cruel or anything, but, really, are you TRYING to drive me to drink??? I know I shouldn’t complain and all, because I know you provide a free service to many of my blog buddies, but could you please consider professional help? I’m pretty sure you’re schizophrenic. I guess it’s only fair — if you’re out of your mind, you might as well try and take the rest of us down with you.
Let’s look at all of the various painful ways you torture me when I try to enter a comment on a friendly blog.
There’s the username and password option.
Which sometimes goes through successfully, and sometimes pops up a new window and makes me enter a word verification.
Or, sometimes you cut right to the chase and let me enter it all on one screen.
But, really, WHY do I have to enter my username and password? I mean, after all, I AM logged onto YOUR google reader, can’t you figure out who I am without continuing to make me log in? Apparently, sometimes you CAN figure that out and you skip right to the word verification.
Which is sometimes more like an eye test the way you squish those letters together.
And let’s not forget this little gem.
Oh, how I hate thee, pull down window. Because you, my friend, pop up another window for the word verification. This might not be too bad, but, apparently, I have some sort of security thingy set on my computer to protect me from YOU and this little pop up never happens. You eat my comment EVERY time. Which means I can’t comment on these blogs from my main squeeze computer. (And there are an increasing number of blogs that use this window — could it be your latest upgrade?)
And let us not forget all the many little hissy fits you’ve been throwing over the past few weeks.
Only, you lie. Your service isn’t always unavailable. Sometimes the comment goes through and sometimes it doesn’t. And if I happen to miss whether the blog has comment moderation turned on (which I most certainly did miss) then I never really know IF my comment went through, DO I? Hmmmm????
The worst part of it is, Mr. Blogger, that my sweet bloggy friends might think I’m complaining about them. I assure you I AM NOT. I know you’re making THEM miserable too, what with all those untraceable comments that they get, and all.
Mr. Blogger. This is NOT Rocket Science. Perhaps you could take a page from the wordpress playbook and provide your public with a spam plugin. I know you’re trying. My bloggy friend Cathy says you have a new option. But it’s not working. C’mon — I know you can do it — I’ve stumbled across the perfect form that YOU produced.
See??? Was that so hard? All I had to do was type in my comment and hit publish. No signing in. No word verification. Give it Your Best Shot!
XOXO,
Anna