my sister forwarded this article to me after expressing her frustration over a yelp review I’d written. whereas it was never my intention to belittle the staff, venue or dining experience — she intimated that my 4-star review was, ineed, still damning.
like you, she is frustrated by “Yelpers”.
“So why hold back the last star? I will never understand you “yelpers”.” She wrote.
I responded with, “…’cause they’ve changed the “serving size” of that chicken & THOUGHT a brotha wouldn’t notice#WRONG “Glutton, table for 1.”
“…Then maybe tell them that, instead of being mysterious?.. Makes me nuts!”
I said, “…honestly, I was afraid/ashamedThought I might be publicly #FatShamed — waited till I was home, safely behind my keyboard.”
She shot back once again, “…So you take a star from THEM???!!!”
i’ve always been a fan of (some) social media platforms — Twitter, Yelp, Snapchat — and even my own blog of daily musings, but i’ve never used either as a tool to say/do mean things.
“Mean what you Tweet, but don’t Tweet mean.”
i really thought my reviews were an opportunity for those looking to weigh/gauge possible SF spots to dine, to simply have more info to work with. by Yelping, I never felt a “…false sense of importance and feeds into the ill-conceived notion that they should basically get a hand job and a round of applause just for patronizing a place.”
…I agree that every meal will not be “transcendent” — much like the reception my Yelp review was given by my sister.
your first-person account puts (what I thought to be) the simple Yelp review and it’s possible reprecussions in perspective.
Going forward, I will make sure my love of food, the dining experience and the desire to share my journey via social media, is as carefully parsed as the menu items chosen by the restaurant’s chef and the work she/he has put behind it.