Today marks the second day running with a smashing migraine. I thought I was OK to go to work, but I managed to last less than three hours before I considered that the risk of vomiting on infrastructure (or, worse, a colleague) was too great.
I went home and curled up in the darkness.
I was awoken from my “migraine coma” at 12.22pm with a phone call. It was mum. Immediately, I thought something terrible must have happened. Accident? Death in the family?
Mum: Hello DJ. It’s only me. Sorry, I won’t keep you long because I know you’re at work and I…
Me: …no, Mum.. it’s OK… what’s wrong?
Mum: Oh nothing, I just want to buy some bananas from you. [she giggles]
Me: [still half asleep] Sorry?
Mum: You went and bought lots of bananas this morning, I see?
Me: [Brain suddenly at maximum speed] Hang on… are you talking about Twitter?
[Note: My mum has only JUST put her toes into the internet pond and is just coming to grips with email and web browsing. Twitter is WAY beyond her at the moment!]
Mum: Yes, I just saw it on the television.
Me: [In stunned disbelief] Sorry?!
Mum: They just showed your Twitter bird message on Channel 9.
Mum: They were reading out Twitters and used yours to show the lighter side of online messages about Cyclone Yasi.
Me: NO. WAY.
Well, we wrapped things up at that point. I nervously fired-up my mobile Twitter client and chuckled at what I saw:
Social Media cracks me up sometimes.
BTW: The original tweet, posted while on the bus heading into work this morning, is here.