Sorry to break up with you this way, but a tweet was just too short
I tried, I really did. You looked so fun, and I thought it would last.
But the promise was better than the reality of living with you.
You may not miss me at all, but I’ve got to get this off my chest.
You let me down….
You don’t even know what I like
After all this time, you still don’t remember that I shop at Publix and hang out at Panera.
Is it really that hard?
I go there all the time, so why do you keep showing me a list of places that have nothing to do with my preferences? If you really knew me, you’d know what I like and make it easy for me to check in there.
Your data is a mess
I’m not a neat freak, but really. Every time I come to your house, there are broken locations lying around everywhere.
How am I supposed to decide if I should check in at “Bank if North Georgia” or “Bank of North Georgia”?
Should try both? Can I be Mayor of both? Does anyone care?
I’m tired of TMI
I don’t want to check in to at your friend’s house. Sure, maybe hanging at “Suzi’s Pad” is fun for you, but I don’t know her, and I’m kind of the jealous type.
Can’t you just keep whatever’s going on with the two of you under wraps and let me think I’m special?
My friends don’t really like you
I thought you were cool at first, but it’s hard to love you when my friends don’t want anything to do with you.
Maybe it’s because they don’t know you well enough, but you could try a little harder to win them over.
It’s not all about you
I have needs, too, and I’m not getting much from this relationship. Oh, sure at the start, you were full of romantic promises. “Come get great deals and discounts,” you said.
Ha! I should have known!
You only gave me one special worth using, and I’ve given you hundreds – yes, hundreds – of check-ins.
Is that the best you can do?
No, don’t go talking about your tips again! One in a hundred is OK, but mostly they’re just rants from people who are not so happy. That’s not what I want to see.
I’m an optimist. I want tips that help, not hate.
I don’t like to fight dirty
There were a few times when the thrill of the hunt was fun. Battling it out for Mayor of St. Aidan’s with Amy and Jonathan was a challenge, and I kept thinking I’d unseat that guy at Roam…at least until I discovered that people could cheat.
Yes, people cheat!
Letting someone check in somewhere when they are miles away? No wonder they’ve been mayor for months. That’s just not fair.
So it’s over now
I’ve decided it’s time to end our relationship, and open myself up to something new. I can only handle so many apps at a time, and you’re weighing me down. Holding me back from all the exciting possibilities the world has to offer.
I’m checking out, moving on, playing the field.
You can have my mayorships back.
I know it’s hard for you to change. That’s ok, I understand.
Really I do.
I’ll always remember the good times.
Wait, what was that? A new app?
“Hi, I’m Joellyn…”
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