Goodreads is an Amazon-owned social media platform devoted to mostly user-generated book reviews. You know, like giving To Kill A Mockingbird a 1-star rating because “the teacher who assigned it ruined the book for me.”
Never mind the fact that a book is good. Frankly, Goodreads isn’t even there for people to review books. Honestly, it seems more like a therapy session for people who can’t afford therapy. Users are on there leaving 2,000-word reviews about their last breakup, and then tangentially referencing whatever book they gave a bad rating.
Suffice it to say, I don’t love the website. Don’t get me wrong. I use it. But, I spend a far greater amount of time than I should writing snarky comments to their Twitter account. Why? Because @goodreads Twitter page touts itself as the most precious and innocent “let’s all chat about books” page on the internet.
We all know, however, they’re looking for engagement. No judgment. I am too. That’s why I answer nearly every tame post they’ve ever made with something no sane reader who uses their site would ever tweet. I thought it was funny. They did not (after a years-long positive relationship, they finally unfollowed me).
Can you guess which of the following posts made them decide they were done?
Here are the dumbest but funniest examples of times I wrote back to @Goodreads:
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