• 1/23/12 7:59 pm
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A lot of people are asking why I quit being a chat mod, and since I don't feel like explaining each time, or giving the whole story out each time, I wrote this.
Firstly, there were just too many people breaking the rules, all the time. I am in chat for most of my free time, so about 6-8 hours a day. And to spend all my free time, babysitting a bunch of rebels, was no fun, to say the least.
Secondly, I was always just watching. The mood rarely felt the same. I had to be on alert and watch each message roll by. And, when I'm in chat, I like to just have another window up with chat behind it, so I can pop in when I want to. So having to come in each time someone broke a rule was another hassle.
Most importantly, everyone was just expecting me to be more than I was before. I couldn't just change who I was, just because I was a moderator. It seemed like people wanted me to stop having fun. Even my jokes were starting to be targeted. Long story short, I hate things being expected from me that I can't provide, and I won't go into detail about that.
But, the moment I knew I wanted to quit, is when, late at night, I was trying to fall asleep, and I thought of that black name. A large smile came across my face. A smile I hadn't known for a while now. All at once the expectations, the responsibility, the stress, all went away. And I had a smile. I knew I had to quit soon that night, and I waited 3 more days before I did. But each of those days the pressure seemed to get worse and worse. So I quit.
I smiled, there was laughter, I could play, and enjoy myself, and not have to deal with some problem or rule breaker once or twice every 10 min. To be honest, I never wanted to be a moderator, and (Certain people) seems to miss my power more than I. But now I'm smiling.
Firstly, there were just too many people breaking the rules, all the time. I am in chat for most of my free time, so about 6-8 hours a day. And to spend all my free time, babysitting a bunch of rebels, was no fun, to say the least.
Secondly, I was always just watching. The mood rarely felt the same. I had to be on alert and watch each message roll by. And, when I'm in chat, I like to just have another window up with chat behind it, so I can pop in when I want to. So having to come in each time someone broke a rule was another hassle.
Most importantly, everyone was just expecting me to be more than I was before. I couldn't just change who I was, just because I was a moderator. It seemed like people wanted me to stop having fun. Even my jokes were starting to be targeted. Long story short, I hate things being expected from me that I can't provide, and I won't go into detail about that.
But, the moment I knew I wanted to quit, is when, late at night, I was trying to fall asleep, and I thought of that black name. A large smile came across my face. A smile I hadn't known for a while now. All at once the expectations, the responsibility, the stress, all went away. And I had a smile. I knew I had to quit soon that night, and I waited 3 more days before I did. But each of those days the pressure seemed to get worse and worse. So I quit.
I smiled, there was laughter, I could play, and enjoy myself, and not have to deal with some problem or rule breaker once or twice every 10 min. To be honest, I never wanted to be a moderator, and (Certain people) seems to miss my power more than I. But now I'm smiling.
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