...No really...It's Jnr

Argh currently have the worst rash I have ever had. It’s not nice or attractive so I won’t be taking pictures. 
Isn’t it strange when you get something for the first time. I think back to the first time I got tonsillitis and how painful that was. I actually thought I was near death. Apologies for the exaggeration but as a 12 year old boy (yes I am a boy…no matter how many times I am referred to as Jean…Jeanie or any such titles) you don’t know what to think. I remember not being able to swallow, talk or in fact just lying on the sofa and not being able to move. The fever, the sweats both hot and cold, the indifference to food and the fear of not knowing what was going on with my own body.
You are probably wondering why I am writing this. It’s purely to stop me from scratching the utter sh!t out of my legs. They are both inflamed and red raw, not attractive. Thank god I don’t have to get them out. Whitney has just come on my iPod it’s soothing but not enough to distract me. 
Ok just as a heads up this blog is not about anything it’s a pure distraction from itching. Hope you are enjoying the read. 

As Twilight would do…………..but I can’t do it on separate blogs. That’s just rude.

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*Runs from Turnham Green to the Doctors*

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*Goes in to see nurse.*

Ok so some time has passed and I have been informed it was an allergic reaction to food. Apparently it is a mind food allergy. I won’t tell you my reaction as it wasn’t exactly calm or macho…for those who know me imagine me saying “You call this mild”, I say not more. I have been supplied with sufficient drugs and told to only take them at night. This does not take away from the fact that my legs have grown to massive proportions and are a rather stunning crimson red, that with with my milk chocolate (mocha) complexion is not exactly filling me with self confidence, which most of the time I do not ooze anyway. I digress. 

Any way, all it appears… may be well…for now!

The more I learn about social media, the more it seems you need to know about it. It seems to be all encompassing and all engaging platform with unforgivable power. Remember the old saying, but in this context I will quote Peter Parkers famous uncle Ben “With great power, comes great responsibility”.

Though like anything in this world of electronic wonder its easy to start accessing and understanding. This doesn’t mean that it is an easy medium to be involved it in. The fact is it’s the one that is most thwart with danger as one wrong move can cause something to go viral, causing the world to ridicule you. You may have great power but like the emperors of old you have non. You are a figurehead, a username, a login in, a ‘friend’, a follower, a blogger. You exist but only as much as your last tweet, your last blog and your last Facebook update.

The best way to deal is not to take it too seriously. Making sure you don’t forget where you began. The one to one personal interactions, friendships and other relationships you built physically over time. That’s what the social networks are there to enhance expand and elaborate on. Make them work for you as and when you want them too.

Work related it should be taken seriously as it is an engaging tool to a certain extent. It says it all in the name ‘social’.

Fundamentally it should not be taken out of context by organisations but this is not to say that it should be sidelined or underdeveloped, undermined or undervalued, and its power should never be underestimated.

Used correctly it is a tool for customers to engage with consumers to interact with and staff to develop and eventually own an establishing user friendly network and platform. I would even go as far as saying a playroom which enables everyone who ‘likes’ a place, product or promotion to take a little ownership of it and in reward receive a little bit more back. This can be in the form of a competition prize, exclusive codes, videos and more.

But what do I know. Learn at your own pace remember you are always one click away from the delete button just ask Stephen Fry and his rather interesting relationship with twitter.