It's happened to all of us . . . you're laying in bed. It's Saturday morning. You're not asleep. You're not awake. You're justifying staying in bed.
Then, it happens.
"Bu-dong!"
You know that noise. Of course you know that noise. It runs your life. It's the progeny of AOL's "You've Got Mail!"
Most importantly, it's a sign.
Not a sign to get out of bed. Well, maybe. But it's more a sign that something has happened in the electric world and you'll be damned if you don't find out what it is.
So you check your email. It's from facebook. "[Random girl] wants to be your friend," the email tells you. You rub your bloodshot eyes, shake out your hangover, and think, "I'm not sure I've ever met [Random girl]."
Now, chances are, you haven't. "But," you think, as any logical man would, "it's possible I just don't remember meeting her!"
So you check her facebook profile. Nothing too frightening there, except that she likes Grey's Anatomy. That can be overlooked. But that photo! Which one is [Random girl]?
Conundrum. You don't want some scud as your friend on facebook. Then again, that other girl is pretty cute . . .
So, you accept [Random girl]'s offer of friendship.
As it turns out, [Random girl] was the scud. And now you're stuck with her. Once again proving why you shouldn't talk to strangers.
THIS PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT WAS BROUGHT TO YOU BY TASERS. KEEPING STRANGERS OUT OF YOUR LIFE SINCE 1974.
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