The Things You Shouldn’t AdmitPosted: August 15, 2011 | |
It’s just occurring to me that this will be the second post in a row referencing a table quiz.
Yes, they are different quizzes.
No, I promise I don’t spend my life going to table quizzes.
These were actually the first two I’ve gone to in about five years!
So yes, there I was at a table quiz with Work Chum and The Roomie.
We were doing TERRIBLY, along with nearly every other team, because the questions had been set by the Super Group of Nerdy Nerd-People and were pretty much impossible to answer unless you had a doctorate in obscure physics or a PhD in the political-systems-of-countries-that-I-still-don’t-think-actually-exist.
It was all ok, because there was a really attractive boy with amazing hair for me to look at.
Who I then decided to track down a few weeks later.
You know, cos I was bored at the time.
And not because I’m crazy.
So I found his Facebook page (and might I add, I didn’t even know his name OR anyone at the table quiz) and when most of the info on his page was blocked to me, I tracked down his Twitter page.
Because I was REALLY bored.
And not crazy.
Just very thorough.
He turned out to be gay.
That amazing hair belonged to another man.
The point to this probably terrifying admission?
I’ve emerged from a long long-term relationship into a world where this kind of thing can be done!!
Back when I started dating we had MSN.
Bebo had just started, but wasn’t old enough to be a sufficient stalking tool!
So I’d just daydream and try to figure out class schedules so I could coincedentally be in the same place at the same time and speculate among friends if I saw him talking to another girl!
But this social networking generation that developed while I was a Smug Practically-Married Person is frightening.
I spoke about it to girls who have been single longer than me and they all stalk boys in a not-far-from-the-technical-definition-of obsessive manner!
They monitor Twitter pages and blogs and Facebook pages.
They google names, they stalk the pages of girls who comment on the Stalkee’s page, they sift through photo after photo.
I mean, yes ok, I sort of stalked some random guy from a table quiz, but I promise it was just mild curiosity for my own amusement!
I wouldn’t have actually done anything after I found him (I think).
So is this what I have to look forward to?
Am I going to lose my mind if I meet a guy I actually really like?
Because I’m naturally curious – *cough* nosy *cough* – in general and I like finding things out (and pretending it’s all to understand people…cos I’m a writer…)
And as someone who trained as a journalist AND has had a blog for a couple of years, my internet stalking skills are above and beyond those of the normal person.
I could be dangerous.
But fingers crossed…maybe I’ll keep a hold of my sanity…hopefully… *prays*