Several of my classmates have brought light to the “battle for likes” that Instagram has created amongst users. It is an unwritten rule of the Instagram game. Yeah, you’re sharing pictures because you think whatever it is you’re doing is cool, or your friends might think it’s cool; but all you really want is that double tap.
I would like to consider myself a sparing Instagram user. I have had the smartphone app for around three years now and have 54 total posts. Everyone has a few friends that just get carried away. My roommate, for instance, has posted 118 pictures, but even that is low to some. He is always asking me “which picture should I use?”, or “what should I put as the caption?”, to which I usually respond with a laugh followed by, “dude, I don’t care”. Point being, he’s going for the likes.
Several times I have gotten into conversations with friends about how many likes they get. One of my buddies is terrible at instagramming, but he doesn’t care. He doesn’t get a lot of likes, and he’s not going for them (he says). It’s a refreshing point of view opposed to the people who are constantly checking their phone after they post a picture, hoping that this one will break their like record.
This fall I went on a hunting trip with my grandfather for my 21st birthday. My grandfather and I (along with my Dad and a friend) flew out to Colorado for the weekend to go Elk hunting. I know it seems like a ridiculous weekend trip, but as you could imagine we had a great time. On the way back, I posted a picture on Instagram of my grandfather and I with my elk. In my mind it was a way to publicly thank my grandfather for truly one of the most amazing weekends of my life.
I posted the picture before getting on the plane to fly back home. When we landed, I had somewhere around 80 “likes” on my picture. I kid you not, one of my friends sent a group text commenting on how I was “racking up the likes”. Another friend texted asking what my LPM was. I had no idea what he was talking about. Later I found out he was asking me what my likes per minute was. See, some people just get carried away.
I’m not going to sit back and act like I am above the battle for likes, but it doesn’t concern me nearly as much as it seems to other people. Sure it makes you feel kinda good when you get above fifty, and the few times I’ve broken one hundred have surprised me a bit. But at the end of the day I posted a picture because I thought it was worth sharing. If you like it, that’s great.