Day 2: Use Facebook
The first step that I took was looking at my friends list. I have 614 on Facebook. Of the 614, I think 25 were unmarried men about my age, and at least half of them are in a serious relationship. Then, after I looked at the friends, I tried to figure out what to do next. Send a flirtatious message? What would I say?
"Hey babe, what's going on? Want to marry me?"
Kay, that didn't work. That is not in my comfort zone. Never will be. And, never should. Please no one ever be comfortable enough to do that. Weirdos.
Then, I remembered something that my brother showed me. I could have posted on the page that my ward uses. That would have been awesome. Like this guy:
Some people have guts. I don't. Bless this guy's soul. Bless it.
Needless, to say, Facebook stalking and creepy messages aren't really my style. It's not going to work for me.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
The Lament of a Mom of a Developmentally Delayed Child
I have something I just need to get off my chest from the last several assessments and physical therapy appointments my child has had. Two ...
-
I just want to begin by stating that I am a sinner. And that my ward is full of absolutely wonderful people. Upon saying both of these thi...
-
Hey Peeps! It's been a long, long while. I haven't posted something substantial since July last year. I just wanted to give you an ...
-
Joseph : What's your middle name? Griffin : Jon-niel. Josh : When in doubt, it's Joseph's pants. Coworker : Bandit farted, and...
No comments:
Post a Comment