Do I have a sign?
Am I asking for it?
Is there something I am doing that just brings out the worst in some people?
Why?
Why?
WHY?
Do I get “hit on” all the time by married men?
AND
Why?
Why?
WHY?
Am I suddenly being assaulted with an excessive amount of inappropriate emails, from people all over the Internet?
Is it possible that I am under attack because I have this blog (which contains my email address) listed on MY MySpace page?
I have mentioned before that I have no business being on MySpace for various reasons…but, I didn’t foresee any harm in adding this blog on MySpace. Just ask Mimzie. That worked out great for her.
But, lately, it seems that I have attracted a bunch of whack jobs to my sight…and the majority of the nut cases appear to be coming HERE from MySpace.
When I don’t respond to their “friends requests” or their crude emails, they TRY to leave comments on this blog. Fortunately Leslie helps keep my blog on high security so it is impossible to get a comment through unless I approve you.
So how do I loose these annoying stalkers?
– I could delete my entire MySpace page. But then I would loose contact with so many of the high school friends I have re-connected with. If it wasn’t for my MySpace page I would have never found them, or vice versa.
– I could remove my blog listing from my MySpace page. But. Um. That would suck. I have found new ‘readers’ and other really great bloggers as a result of networking within MySpace.
– I could remove my email address from my blog…but then I would never have been in contact with so many of YOU.
Hmmm… what to do? What to do?
I am thinking this post is a good start? If nothing else, at least I will feel better for venting.
Disclaimer(s):
~ Before I begin to spew the latest installment of ‘What Is Annoying’…I know that this sort of thing comes with the blogging territory. I know that Spam and Trolls are universal. And that we all have to deal with them from time to time.
~ This post is not directed towards any of the people I have come to know and love. This is also not intended to deflect any new NORMAL people that I may meet in the future.
So, if you are reading my blog because you enjoy what I write about, or appreciate the way I write, enough for you to comment, THANK YOU. Please keep reading. Please keep commenting. I love my readers, friends, and comments.
I love my comments so much that when a ‘stranger’ or new ‘reader’ from the Internet leaves me a comment, I get all warm and fuzzy with happiness in a unicorns and rainbows sort-of-way. In turn, I have replied to the comment with an email.
On the one hand, as a result of the email-comment-reply-approach, I have made some very interesting and totally super awesome ‘interweb’ friends. That has been one of the biggest benefits of blogging.
But on the other hand, apparently, I have made the mistake of responding to some emails with too much gratitude. The gratitude I have expressed seems to have been severely misconstrued by certain individual(s).
Lets Clear Up Any Confusion:
1. Playful Banter is NOT an invitation to my bed, or dinner, or even coffee. It is rude and inappropriate to ask for my phone number, my home address, or if I am interested in sleeping with you.
(I can assure you…I am NOT interested.)
And seriously…what do you expect to accomplish by sending an email like that? Is that really ‘working’ for you? I mean…what girls ARE even answering those sort of requests?
2. “WE” (strangers from the Internet and I) do NOT have a ‘relationship’.
I realize, after some thought, that I am pretty open on this blog. I share a lot of intimate details about my family, my life, and myself. So I guess I can see, how people think they ‘know me’ or think that ‘WE’ have some sort of bond, or connection, through reading my words.
I very much enjoy it when NORMAL and FELLOW BLOGGERS can relate, or identify with things I have written. I love it even more when I know I have gotten a good laugh or a tear from some of the other things I have written.
However, the emails and deleted comments (as of late) are NOT coming from a level of shared identification, or sincerity. They are just plain creepy. And annoying.
While I am on a roll here, I would also like to state for the record, I am not blogging to “find a man” or a “date” and LEAST of all NOT FROM MARRIED MEN.
Yes, there are DATING websites, but MOMMA MIA MEA CUPLA, my blog, isn’t one of them!
Even when I do write: to bitch, whine, moan, yell, scream, and complain about being single sometimes, or about how I can feel empty, that does not translate into a secret message …
“Hey married guy, or obsessed MySpace asshole, I am really writing those posts while secretly hoping that you shoot me an uncomfortable email, have the nerve to ask me out on a date, try to make more out of my words then they are, interpret my words as a vulnerable and or opportune time for you to act like you hear a ‘cry for help’, and reply with how you feel it is your duty to try and console me or some shit like that.”
How About No.
While I may appear to have no boundaries when it comes to my writing, I have very specific! clear! strong! non-bendable! non-breakable! non-negotiable! boundaries in my life.
One of those boundaries that I will not consider bending, not even consider for as long as a fart lingers in the air, is having an Internet relationship with some dood on MySpace. I simply can’t deal with the scary, evil, nasty ass, married guy(s) complaining about how their wives don’t sleep with them anymore.
1st: Eeew.
2nd: Hey! NOT MY FUCKING PROBLEM.
So. Um, weridos…please, just go away.
I have enough SPAM to delete on any given day.
Okaythanksbye!
