Somebody Is Pretending to Be Me On Medium (Apr 30, 2022)
And the worst part is they’re not even good at it
I guess I must be famous now.
I officially have an unofficial imitator. Let’s call him (or her), imitator-Burk.
I’m semi-honored, but you know what sucks? They’re not even good at it.
I mean, come on… if you’re pretending to be me, at least have the decency to be good at it. I’m usually great at pretending to be me.
So, come on, step it up! Maybe you’d actually beat me then?!
Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, though.
My lovely Medium follower, Mireille, gave me the heads-up an hour ago. Somebody is pretending to be me, with profile picture, name, and all. And this person loves to comment. Yeah, on every response below my stories (you know, the real ones), there’s a comment by imitator-me. Always the same.
I like crypto, don’t get me wrong, but this is just silly.
If you were to message me, don’t use this number. I’d give you the real one here, but this person might just go use that against me next.
Also, please, imitator-Burk, be a little more creative. I’m delighted that you picked me, but the effort is pretty lackluster, I have to say. Everybody knows I’m great.
Moreover, look at their profile! Bare bones, not even an about me section. Not good. You clearly haven’t read all my brilliant Medium tips, have you? Do your research!
1 follower though. I guess you’re on the right track, imitator-Burk.
Finally, if anyone wanted to imitate another writer, hell, wouldn't you go for the famous ones?
I’m just a simple dude from Germany who doesn’t even speak proper English. I’m not that famous. But I’m pleased that you think so.
On a serious note, in case any of you, my lovely followers, come across a weird-sounding, crypto-related response from Burk, be assured, it’s not me. I’m way too cool for that.
One last thing: How dare you commit this semi-violent, follower-nerve-wrecking stunt on a weekend? I’ve got kids, yes plural.
I don’t have time to take care of you here and now… Pretend to be me during the week, preferably between 8 a.m and 1 p.m, Central European Summer Time (UTC +2).
It’s almost 10 p.m. on a Saturday night where I live. I’m too old for this sh*t.
The real Burk
P.S.: If you want to reach out to me, the real Burk, the best way is via Twitter.