How DARE you. I of course am I top writer on Medium.
Well of course I am. What. You didn’t know? You didn’t bow down at my virtual feet to kiss my cracked toenails when I took time out of my terribly busy day to bother to read your stories and comments?
What on earth is the matter with you? I have bothered to notice you on occasion. I have stooped to noticing your material.
I have responded to your stories. Well, okay, three or four words.
What, you can’t tell when you’ve been touched by a Miracle?
Oh. Ye ungrateful wretch.
Excuse me. I have to go take a selfie of myself with my stats page. (Or, like they do with Multi-Level Marketing, I’ll post a screen shot of my last check from Stripe.)
PS Gah, Kristie. I wish I had a nickel for every time I got acknowledged by a so-called “TOP writer;” I’d have enough to….well….never mind. I sure wouldn’t have a nickel.