I belong to a bunch of those social networking sites. You know, like that Spacehook one and Flyface and even that new one you kids are all het up about. Jitter? Skitter? Whatever. I'm not really active on any of them, but it is sometimes amusing to see which ex-boyfriend has gone bald and which high school rival is on her third trip through rehab. I'm not highly searchable on any of these sites, but once in a while someone finds me anyway and gloms on. You know, by friending me or stalking me or whatever it is called depending on which site is doing the branding.
Sometimes this is fun, like hey! Haven't heard from you since high school! Sorry that fomenting total anarchy hasn't seemed to work out for you. Or oh look, once a windbag, always a windbag. Every so often, however, someone friends or stalks or whatevers me and I am very surprised, because we left things on Bad Terms. Now, there are not many people with whom I am on Bad Terms, but they do seem to pop up with astonishing regularity, frequently via these social networking sites. And they never actually communicate with me, they do just enough to let me know they are there. And when it happens I always wonder gosh, is this an Overture? An Olive Branch? An invitation to participate in a cathartic airing of old grievances leading to either forgiveness or mutual recognition of how silly those old grievances are, thereby improving our karma by removing these black marks from our souls? Or is this just one of those internet whores who tag everyone they remotely recognize in an effort to look cool and connected and popular?
Inevitably I fret and worry and ponder and most often eventually do nothing. Opting instead to leave the potential olive branch unsiezed just in case it turns out to be an invitation instead to further heartache and woe. But I always wonder.
How about you? Any skeletons in your closets that have found you again through the internet? What happened?