I found myself in a momentary pit over this whole internet publishing fiasco. Is it worth the time? Do I really want to be spending my days inside ticking off words, manipulating code, and answering travel questions when my family is outside enjoying the sun and living real life?
Should I try to dig myself out of this hole?
“It is all or nothing with you,” a long time ago girlfriend once said to me before going her own way.
It is funny when you hear the truth about yourself spoken for the first time. She was correct, I am an all or nothing type of fellow. Either I bash my head against this brick wall each day, ever hoping for at least a crack in the foundation, or I sit back and wait for the wall to crumble on its own.
But today the wall was winning. . . albeit by a slight margin.
I found myself amazed that 8 out of 10 people that I answer travel questions for never write back . . . to say thank you, perhaps . . . or to even acknowledge the gesture.
I usually put a lot of time into publishing the best answers that I can, which often requires a good lot of extra research. Once the answer is published, I then send an email to the person who asked the question notifying them of where to go to read the answer.
8/10 of these people I never hear from again. Perhaps they think I am a lump toed, dispassioned sort of robot. Sometimes I think they may be right.
Maybe I have old fashioned tendencies, or maybe traveling has opaqued me to the modern etiquette of the USA, but this has always perplexed me.
But my confusion dissipated quickly when I opened my email today and found the following message from a reader who I answered a question for recently:
Thank you so much for taking the time to respond. It is much appreciated. At this point we have decided that she will take her changes. It takes time and money to get the visa and I’m unemployed so money has been beyond tight. I believe in supporting good causes, so when I do get extra I will make a donation.
Thanks for all you do. I’m sure you have helped many.
My answer to her question:
This email dug me out of the muck I was momentarily trudging through. Perhaps I can stand back up and kiss this brickwall for another day.