No One Likes a Copycat

2011 September 9
by Grace Boyle

We are what we are, we gain nothing by copying others.

We interrupt our regular programming for a hilarious copycat scenario that has now happened upon me twice.

In May 2010, mochilas kanken classic my friend Clare let me know that someone was posing as me on Twitter, named: Graceypoob. In this case, new balance 247 damskie they were actually responding to friends of mine and pretending they were at Boulder Startup Week (the event that happened simultaneously to the poob posting).

Yes: http://twitter.com/graceypoob the poob is still up, Adidas Zx 500 Heren but now my boyfriend affectionately calls me Graceypoob and I have a good laugh. Adidas NMD PK Runner Since the day I found out, Nike Air Max 2017 Heren zwart they stopped but my “headshot” name and location still remain on the Twitter page.

Second case:

Last night my friend Katie discovered another Grace troll. Since I’m so exciting, apparently.

Enter: http://twitter.com/EvelynDel1102

Although the content has nothing to do with me, Maglia LeBron James (tweeting spam links) it is indeed my picture.

So I tweeted (and promptly blocked/marked for spam).

Hey, comprar mochilas kanken @EvelynDel1102 you’re posing as me. Nice picture. nike air zoom pegasus 33 hombre Who’s the girl with dimples? Oh right, it’s me @gracekboyle. Spammer :)

I’m not sure why they don’t just use stock photo or another innocent bystander, nike air max nettbutikk but it’s perplexing. It’s always this photo that is used, as well.

Maybe this provides some amusement, asics femme maybe this also shows how wack the Internet can really be and maybe,

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  • http://twitter.com/jennsutherland Jenn Sutherland

    As the internet expands, it seems that the creativity of trolls expands with it. I’m so sorry that this has happened to you – TWICE. I know that this would upset me – we work at crafting our personal brand, and all it takes is a couple of nitwits to throw some noise in there. But so long as your own actual accounts remain un-hacked, here’s to hoping the noise goes away, and you can get on with your digital life.

    …And now I’m paranoid that I have an imposter parading around with my face on the internet somewhere.

  • http://diamondkt.blogspot.com David

    It is crazy and I’m sure rather unsettling. But if it’s any comfort to you, know that you aren’t alone. I know quite a few people who have experienced the same thing – Jamie Varon being one of them. If I remember correctly, she has dealt with copycat/impostors not, twice, but THREE times!

    Although they same imitation is the highest form of flattery. So that’s one way you could look at it. And hey, it could be worse. I had to deal with a real stalker both online and offline for literally years! So consider yourself lucky, Gracie. They are probably just jealous of your dimples and want them for themselves.

  • http://harrietmay.com/ Harriet May

    I think it’s quite flattering, really, as long as the behavior is not threatening. I’ve never had an internet imposter; I’m quite jealous!

  • http://www.lifeschocolates.com sameve

    Obviously, it’s because you’re so smart and purty :) Seriously though, glad you got them reported for spam, and hopefully they’ll stop pretending they’re you!

  • http://www.neverniche.com Clare Bear

    Those kind of people make me CRAZY. It’s so annoying.

  • http://www.smallhandsbigideas.com Grace Boyle

    It’s true! It hasn’t been too harmful and really, it’s funny. However, I wonder how many others are out there and how many other people are stealing content. That was my big no-no, when a newspaper in Australia were copying my posts (word for word): http://smallhandsbigideas.com/blogging/on-originality-blogging-content-and-copying/

    Thanks for the support. It’s weird isn’t it??

  • http://www.smallhandsbigideas.com Grace Boyle

    Yeah, I mean, the stories are endless aren’t they? These are just Twitter imposters. Remember fancy hands? Those that stole my posts and put them in their International newspaper word for word, etc.

    I suppose we should understand its all part of the game. This is amusing to me, not hurtful at all. But I wonder what else is out there…with my name and face? EEK!

  • http://www.smallhandsbigideas.com Grace Boyle

    I suppose it is :) It’s humorous to me in the end. It’s not threatening, but posing to be me could be odd for a brand that we build overtime and want to be seen in the public eye. Haha, an internet imposter :)

  • http://www.smallhandsbigideas.com Grace Boyle

    Haha, aw, well thanks. Yeah, I’m not sure how much my blocking does. The Graceypoob is still up but at least they’re not doing anything to ME. Ha!

  • http://www.smallhandsbigideas.com Grace Boyle

    Agreed. Why take a real person? It’s really odd to me. I’ve always found it somehow too. And how ironic, that one of my friends/followers happened to see this obscure Evelyn who isn’t tweeting to any of us and it’s my face. WEIRD.

  • http://www.neverniche.com Clare Bear

    In 1998 (whoa, holler back!) I had a really popular “online journal.” An online Canadian friend I had fallen out with copied it word for word, graphic for graphic, and began posing as me. When I called her out on it, she said it was the best thing she’d ever done because it got me talking to her again. CRAZY ALERT! Now the girl lives in Boulder too. She Facebook messaged me (even though we aren’t friends and have never met) wanting to meet for tea and I never replied. I feel a little bad but there’s no way I could forge a friendship like that.

  • http://www.trutricks.com Brian Swichkow

    Imitation is the most sincere form of flattery :) It’s happened to me three times at this point where someone has either pretended to be me or just stolen a profile picture outright. It’s annoying, but they’re no sense in losing sleep over it. I usually as nicely, followed by reporting misuse or span if that’s not received well.

  • http://www.kacijohanna.com/ Kaci

    It’s cuz you’re just so damn cute! :)

    But… that’s got to be irritating. Ugh.