Lmao she wrote an article titled, "Goodbye to You | Yes everyone else is terrible on Twitter, but I left because I was terrible, too"

Listen to this psycho:

As for language, one evening, after being told by a food service employee in response to my query about where the napkins were, “The napkins are going to be over there,” I tweeted stodgily: “The special tonight IS salmon; it’s not ‘going to be’ salmon. The table IS over there; it’s not ‘going to be’ over there. When and how and why did restaurant service language get this way?”

I was proud of this small observation, especially after a celebrated food critic I’d never met replied with gusto. “I’ve been wondering this a long time,” he wrote. “And since when are the oysters coming with the mushrooms? Are they going to the prom?” I went to bed that night feeling clever and important.

When I awoke the next day, Twitter was lying in wait. “Who are you to make fun of how restaurant workers speak?” Twitter snarled. “Bet you’ve never worked in a restaurant in your life.” “Choose your words carefully when you speak about the ‘servants,’” one stranger cautioned. When someone dared point out, “But she said ‘service,’” the original poster retorted, “You can tell what she meant.”

Is it possible that on Twitter we all become the absolute worst versions of ourselves?