[This article is a continuation to “My Twitter Suspension” which was posted last month. Enjoy!]
This was the first letter I wrote, when I first discovered my suspension.
I logged into my account now to see that an automated message indicating that my account has been suspended was displayed across the menu board. I had absolutely no idea why this was done, and I thought it was rather outrageous to have taken such extreme measures against me, considering the fact that I’ve been a regular and fair user of the mobile website, for some years now. My anger subsidized immediately I took time to review the Twitter Usage policy, and I discovered I’ve been involved in something you would love to call ‘mention spam’.
First of all, I want to assure you that I am no more angry with you, so no need to panic about a bomb explosion. But, with the most humble heart, I ask you, please, restore my account.
Thanks, in advance.
You would say I tried up there and constructed the letter well, right? Well, Twitter didn’t seem to think so. They failed to reply me. When it got to about an hour and half, I was forced to send them another letter. Here goes —»
You have lost the privilege of ‘dear’ which I gave you the other time. WTF are you trying to do? Mess with my head?. I spent hours with my dictionary, sorting out the big English words, just to suit you, and I even put my anger aside, and talked to you like a normal person, and still you wouldn’t budge?
You suspended my account and took all my followers. Do you have any idea how hard hustling for followers is? I bet you don’t.
Now, I’m giving you twenty minutes to restore my account back to me. Only twenty minutes, or else…
[Remember. If you try to take any action against me, I will find you, and I will….. Wait till me meet]
That took every anger coursing through my being to write. Maybe it was the unfinished threats, or my fake sincerity, I do not know, but lo, my account was restored in less than ten minutes. Thanks for your co-operation, Twitter.