I know that there are people out there who are major competitors. If you've done something, they have to do it better, faster, and prettier than you. I've started walking? They are jogging. I am jogging? They're running marathons, so neener-neener-neener. Bastards.
My general dislike of competition began in the sixth grade. There was a competition to see who could read the most books in a grading period. There was this girl, Lynnette, who made it her personal mission to read the most books, and the teacher wouldn't count ANY of the hundreds of comic books I had read for the contest. Not even The Cross and the Switchblade, which was about Tom Landry and God or something! However, that same teacher counted The Hobbit as TWO for Lynnette, which won her the stupid contest. I am pretty sure that if I ran into Lynnette today, I'd punch right in the face. But I'm not bitter.
After that, I lost the will to live. Just kidding. I did lose the will to compete. Even when I won the school spelling bee at the end of that year, I had no interest in competing, and was as surprised as anyone that I won. Every contest that I have won has left me questioning the wisdom of the judges.
So when I started blogging, I decided to try this just for fun:
People who visit your blog click on the button, and your popularity is judged worthy based on the number of people who vote for you. I was hoping to hit the top 100. I think that I'm number 4,000,042. That is downright depressing! I've decided that this is too much like high school, where I have to be nice to all the right people so they will let me sit near them. What do all of you think? Do you care about these 'vote for me!' events? What brings you back to a blog, or gets your attention?
