When it rains, it pours weirdness...
Oct. 19th, 2010 08:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
msfledermausOkay, it's been a strange couple of weeks. All the smoke alarm drama (which is *still* not fixed, BTW, the alarm is in a place of honor on my coffee table), the mysterious human howling, workplace strangeness...but this, ah, this is the best yet...
Back in 2003 or so, I had a Friendster page. No big deal, social networking thingy, blah blah early Facebook-y thing. I haven't updated that page since about 2003 either. There's very little on it, just the usual blathering about skulls and yarn and curry and such. How-evah, yesterday I got this message in my e-mail, forwarded from the Friendster page:
"Hi Beautiful Angel!!
How are you doing over there today and how is your week days hope you are having a
wonderfuls one?though i went through your profile and like what i found there about your
self and it really caught my heart and cant go without leaving you a line.You look nice and
responsible and will appreciate it if i can get to know you personally and see what the future
take for us .Anyway i am (Creepy guy's name) single with my little Girl called (Name withheld).Living in (withheld) New York,USA,6ft tall and 44yrs.I am originally from Hollaned but grew
up in the US...I want you to know more of my attitude despite am loving,caring,trustworthy
with a good heart and also good intention.I work as Importer and Exporter and have been
doing these quit a long time.I have small store in US which i manage i got single when I lost
my wife when she was about to gave birth to (withheld) and since then i haven't meet the right
woman of my life.I am a good Chr"
Ohhhhh dear. While it's flattering to believe that my seductive online powers reach out to people I've never, ever talked to in any form ever, I suspect it's one of those guys who just writes a form letter and clicks on anything remotely female. Especially since the gentleman in question ignored key things, like my religion, sinister decorative choices, and high quotient of smart-assery. Also, there were pictures of his tiny daughter and a puppy. Gah...
But just as I was about to hit the "Delete" button, another e-mail popped up from the same guy:
How are you doing over there today and how is your day hope great,it's my pleasure writting you this short noet,thanks for viewing my profile,if you don't mind can you write me directly to my personal id and let's get to know more about ourselves,here is my email address (withheld),or you try to drop me your if you know you can't write me back.. bye for now and have a wonderful day....
Alrighty, then...this is still funny, but starting to get creepier. This suggests my next course of action, after the giggling part: Nuke my idiotic Friendster account, then send the saved missives off to Datewrecks.com. I'm tempted to reply with something clever like, "So sorry, I can not be yours, oh mysterious man of mystery, but you see--I see dead people. Like, all the time. Also, lemurs. And I'm married. To Godzilla. So it just wouldn't work out, you know..." But Gavin De Becker teaches us that any form of conversation with a potential stalker buys you at least 3 more crazy e-mails.
But gosh McGolly, it sure is tempting...
Back in 2003 or so, I had a Friendster page. No big deal, social networking thingy, blah blah early Facebook-y thing. I haven't updated that page since about 2003 either. There's very little on it, just the usual blathering about skulls and yarn and curry and such. How-evah, yesterday I got this message in my e-mail, forwarded from the Friendster page:
"Hi Beautiful Angel!!
How are you doing over there today and how is your week days hope you are having a
wonderfuls one?though i went through your profile and like what i found there about your
self and it really caught my heart and cant go without leaving you a line.You look nice and
responsible and will appreciate it if i can get to know you personally and see what the future
take for us .Anyway i am (Creepy guy's name) single with my little Girl called (Name withheld).Living in (withheld) New York,USA,6ft tall and 44yrs.I am originally from Hollaned but grew
up in the US...I want you to know more of my attitude despite am loving,caring,trustworthy
with a good heart and also good intention.I work as Importer and Exporter and have been
doing these quit a long time.I have small store in US which i manage i got single when I lost
my wife when she was about to gave birth to (withheld) and since then i haven't meet the right
woman of my life.I am a good Chr"
Ohhhhh dear. While it's flattering to believe that my seductive online powers reach out to people I've never, ever talked to in any form ever, I suspect it's one of those guys who just writes a form letter and clicks on anything remotely female. Especially since the gentleman in question ignored key things, like my religion, sinister decorative choices, and high quotient of smart-assery. Also, there were pictures of his tiny daughter and a puppy. Gah...
But just as I was about to hit the "Delete" button, another e-mail popped up from the same guy:
How are you doing over there today and how is your day hope great,it's my pleasure writting you this short noet,thanks for viewing my profile,if you don't mind can you write me directly to my personal id and let's get to know more about ourselves,here is my email address (withheld),or you try to drop me your if you know you can't write me back.. bye for now and have a wonderful day....
Alrighty, then...this is still funny, but starting to get creepier. This suggests my next course of action, after the giggling part: Nuke my idiotic Friendster account, then send the saved missives off to Datewrecks.com. I'm tempted to reply with something clever like, "So sorry, I can not be yours, oh mysterious man of mystery, but you see--I see dead people. Like, all the time. Also, lemurs. And I'm married. To Godzilla. So it just wouldn't work out, you know..." But Gavin De Becker teaches us that any form of conversation with a potential stalker buys you at least 3 more crazy e-mails.
But gosh McGolly, it sure is tempting...
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Date: 2010-10-20 01:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-20 01:41 am (UTC)Waiiiiitaminute! What setting do you have the Orbital Mind-Control Laser on right now? It's not on the "You so fine, baby baby" setting, is it?!? It is, isn't it?!
*Facedesk*
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Date: 2010-10-20 01:43 am (UTC)I have no idea what you're talking about!
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Date: 2010-10-20 01:54 am (UTC)*tries to look around your elbow*
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Date: 2010-10-20 11:12 am (UTC)*runs away while you're distracted*
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Date: 2010-10-20 12:22 pm (UTC)*looks around*
Ooooh, foiled again!! Darn you, Cynnerth, just darn you!!!
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Date: 2010-10-20 01:48 am (UTC)You could always string the guy along to find out!
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Date: 2010-10-20 01:55 am (UTC)Whoa!
Date: 2010-10-20 12:32 pm (UTC)It was Brett Favre, BTW...
Re: Whoa!
Date: 2010-10-21 12:21 pm (UTC)