A Reporter's Life


Impatient MySpacer

I had a friend request on MySpace tonight from a guy whose page background consisted of South Park, which is fine on its own but made me a bit skeptical when combined with large, red font and a friends page of chicks in bikinis.

However, I tend to treat MySpace people the same way I treat telemarketers: I want to either find genuinely interesting people or I want to make them hang up on me. Or, in the case of the Internet, make them never send me another message. It's just so much better when they make the choice. So I sent the guy a message, saying, "Give me a reason why I should friend you." He replied, "im just trying to do something nice for you by sending you a friend request."

That response wasn't exactly promising, and then I got distracted on other more interesting things. An hour and eight minutes later, he was back with this: "never mind the request im tired of waiting for you to make a decision it is your loss not mine dont bother to try to contact me you have been blocked from trying to do so."

It looks like he really did block me (one down, millions to go!) but just to make sure I had the last word, I replied, "Thanks for giving me blog fodder." Sometimes I just love the world.

Posted by Layla at 11:41 PM, July 27, 2006

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