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I've been on Facebook for several months now and somehow have acquired over a 100 friends. I didn't realize that many people knew and/or liked me, but there you have it. I admit, a couple of the people I'm friends with there are total strangers. I have no connection to them whatsoever other than we play the same game and they wanted to add to their mafia/vampire clan. I figured "why not", and so far those people have turned out to be pretty cool.
Today, I got a friend request in my email from a guy. I didn't recognize the name as anyone I knew, but he had the same last name as my cousin's husband, so I thought he might be one of her in-laws.
And then I saw his picture.
He's not one of my cousin's in-laws. At least he'd better not be because...no. I'm thinking that since he has no friends in common with me or my cousin, he's not.
But we'll get back to the friends in a minute. First, his profile picture.
In it, he is wearing a long wifebeater and laying in a bathtub full of water and judging by the way the wifebeater is sticking to him, it's a safe bet that he's not wearing pants.
After my initial reaction of "That's not appropriate and the angle makes you look like you have boobs, good sir", I checked his friends. All women, most of them with profile pictures that highlight their cleavage.
Now, this confuses me because my profile picture doesn't feature my cleavage. In fact, I'm wearing my Vincent Price baseball tee, which is only considered sexy by those who love Vincent Price and that's only because of the Vincent Price factor. So, clearly, it's not the picture that could have attracted this guy.
My only guess is my recent status message lamented about the fact that "An Active Sleeper" had been rejected, it was the third rejection in a week, and I'd really like the Universe to throw me a bone. It's possible that he misconstrued what I meant by the word "bone" and thought that he had what I was wanting.
I guess I'm going to have to start wording things in such a way that says that I am not easy, desperate, or involved in the porn business in any way.
And until now my biggest worry had been unintentionally offending my uber-religious ex-classmates from high school. Go figure.
Today, I got a friend request in my email from a guy. I didn't recognize the name as anyone I knew, but he had the same last name as my cousin's husband, so I thought he might be one of her in-laws.
And then I saw his picture.
He's not one of my cousin's in-laws. At least he'd better not be because...no. I'm thinking that since he has no friends in common with me or my cousin, he's not.
But we'll get back to the friends in a minute. First, his profile picture.
In it, he is wearing a long wifebeater and laying in a bathtub full of water and judging by the way the wifebeater is sticking to him, it's a safe bet that he's not wearing pants.
After my initial reaction of "That's not appropriate and the angle makes you look like you have boobs, good sir", I checked his friends. All women, most of them with profile pictures that highlight their cleavage.
Now, this confuses me because my profile picture doesn't feature my cleavage. In fact, I'm wearing my Vincent Price baseball tee, which is only considered sexy by those who love Vincent Price and that's only because of the Vincent Price factor. So, clearly, it's not the picture that could have attracted this guy.
My only guess is my recent status message lamented about the fact that "An Active Sleeper" had been rejected, it was the third rejection in a week, and I'd really like the Universe to throw me a bone. It's possible that he misconstrued what I meant by the word "bone" and thought that he had what I was wanting.
I guess I'm going to have to start wording things in such a way that says that I am not easy, desperate, or involved in the porn business in any way.
And until now my biggest worry had been unintentionally offending my uber-religious ex-classmates from high school. Go figure.
