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General Category => Sex/Gossip => Topic started by: hip on August 13, 2009, 03:45:12 PM
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so i'm having a gossipy conversation with someone at work. this someone is my closest friend at work, and would never repeat our discussions with anyone else. we happened to be standing by the ice machine. the ice machine is centrally located in the back of the house, between the two kitchen areas. we were discussing the sous chef's affinity for flirting openly and heavily with the bulgarian girl who does prep/salad work in the kitchen in the evenings when we're open for business, even if it's mid-dinner rush. we were saying we'd sure hope our husbands (her current hubby, and mine of my future) wouldn't flirt so with anyone, and isn't it interesting how he's cheated on his wife before? we implied we would guess as much by his behavior at work. he does have a known history of cheating on his wife, with whom he has two little boys. both husband and wife are about 3 years older than i am, and we all grew up on the cape. i was informed of his infidelities by that cunty ex-roommate of mine, who was and still is a friend of the wife in this story. for the record, i've heard it from others, too. specifically, everyone knows he was with this ugly white trash chick who used to work the counter at the local dunkin donuts franchise.
somebody overheard the conversation. i come to this conclusion after the facebook message that popped up on my iphone a few minutes ago. it said:
"i know i don't really know you, but i would appreciate it if you stopped telling lies about my husband cheating on my 10 times especially at his work
Thanks"
i wrote back:
"sorry, amber, i don't really know you either, but apparently something i said was overheard and taken out of context. i very clearly remember the conversation i had in which frank was mentioned, and those words never came out of my mouth. consider the possibility you have been misinformed as to my exact statements in the aforementioned conversation. i'm not sure where you got your information, but a mutual acquaintance and former co-worker of mine is the one who long ago divulged to me information regarding indiscretions in your marriage. it's absolutely none of my business, but i won't tolerate being called a liar by a stranger who didn't hear the entire conversation. a gossip? yes. liar? not intentionally. truly sorry for the misunderstanding. i will do my best to refrain from gossiping about you or your husband at work within earshot of anyone who might get it wrong again. i hope you remember that when people play telephone, words usually get twisted around or changed entirely."
too much? i can't believe i have to walk into work tonight and deal with this douchebag, frank. he sucks at cooking. he sucks at being faithful to his wife. he sucks at not flirting with the bulgarian girl. he sucks at not being a dick to me anyway, and as he's the kitchen manager and i'm the floor manager, i already can't escape him. why me? why can't a girl fucking gossip anymore? blah blah, i'm a terrible person for talking about this girl's marriage without knowing her. i do feel guilty that my (albeit misrepresented) sentiment may have hurt someone's feelings. i just don't feel like walking into this shit tonight.
GOSSIPING IS BAD! it will come back to bite you in the ass! who knew?
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Aren't restaurants notorious for gossip?
Maybe should tell her husband to go into a different line of work if she wants to avoid being the subject of gossip.
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ha. I love gossip and I bitch about everyone. In fact, I was doing it today, by text...
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I sometimes find myself drawn in by celebrity gossip, but I don't know how I could ever find the day to day indiscretions of colleagues and co-workers interesting enough to talk about openly with others.
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Also, what does this have to do with Facebook? It's not mentioned anywhere in your entire post but is in the title.
e: oh nm, someone msg'd you from Facebook. I read it phone and assumed it was a text or something.
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So, do you think John and Kate are really broken up, for good?
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Even though she's had 8 kids I'd still fuck her.
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You're kidding, right? She's a raging bitch, or was until she got kicked to the curb. She's learned a little humility.
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my night at work was soo interesting.
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talk about other stuff than your direct colleagues then :P
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i got another message while at work to the tune of:
"katie, i know exactly who you are and what you're like" (no she doesn't) "your young and your spitefulnes will get you nowhere. leave me and my husbands name out of your mouth next time you want to gossip about people with kids. i know exactly who DIVULGED stories to you about my marrage, and believe me, neither of you have any right talking about cheating on spouses" (what? i haven't ever really cheated, and once made out with someone as a teen when i was in a relationship, a story which i forgot until very recently) "in a game of telephone you heard wrong info about my husband, and i'd apprecieate it if you stopped spreading incorrect info about us. i didn't call you a liar, just that your info was a liar."
how can i be expected to take this seriously? well, i tried. i wrote back:
"i'm not trying to be spiteful here, amber. as i said i'm truly sorry for having any part in this. my comment about the "telephone game" was actually in reference to you not hearing what i actually said, but what someone said i said. with that said, i no longer wish to argue semantics with you, and i don't know what else you want me to say to make up for what was simply a little innocent, misconstrued work gossip between two friends who wouldn't have taken it any further, and a sneaky eavesdropper who tattled like a cindy brady and unneccessarily hurt you in the process. hope this can end now."
two minutes later my phone beeps:
"absolutly it has already ended with me"
JESUS CHRIST. the cook in question was such a motherfucking douchebag to me last night, and i overheard the call he received from the wifey around the time in which the messages ceased. his side of the convo was held behind the line in the kitchen, middle of service, and it sounded something like "oh...okay, well...that's settled then." he's that much of a man that he couldn't speak with me himself, after running home to cry to the wife about big bad katie who he heard said something mean, especially in the interest of maintaining a pleasant future working environment together. hilarious. he sucks. why would you ever marry such a pussy?
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I don't ever take personal calls at work unless I'm on break and nowhere near others, I don't know why people would take them in the open in a communal working environment.
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Having to deal with workplace drama sucks.
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why would you ever marry such a pussy?
I'm going to go with they fucked, she got knocked up, family forced them to get married.
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he cheated on her pre-marriage. twice, according to legend (oops, i'm gossiping again!). they had a little boy, got married when he was 2 or something. he cheated on her for a period of time with the dunkin donuts ho. they had another baby boy about 6 months ago. married 8 years. both 30 years of age. what a shit life that all would be. the kids are cute, but will probably be very stupid judging by the mother's spelling errors and the extreme lack in good judgement it seems the two of them have shown over the years together. i guess it's better they end up together than with anybody else, though, right? incidentally, gossip katie would like to mention that this chick was one of those ghetto hootchie mama types in high school, with a really tight, slicked back high ponytail, and humongously baggy jeans paired with a belly-baring tiny tank and ginormous, shoulder grazing gold hoop earrings. is this my life? getting "told" by some former high school ghetto bitch? get me the fuck out of here.
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So, do you think John and Kate are really broken up, for good?
Regis doesn't think so!
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Anyway, Katie, I'd go with something along the lines of, "Bitch, fuck the fuck off. Keep yo' man in check and this shit won't be a topic of anyone's discussion. Yo' beef ain't with me, bitch.
Lodimerci."
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Eh, you bitched at work, about work and you got caught. More of a 'deal with it' situation cuz you sure ain't the victim here.
I doubt you're the first person she's had to deal with for this kind of thing.
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No, Si's correct ...
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Why don't you fuck the cook guy to prove to his wife he's a lying cheat? That would do it!
I gossip allllll the time, but the difference between me and a lot of people is that if someone confronts me about it I won't take any shit. I think that has scared everyone away from getting on my ass about gossiping. Someone will text me that they don't like me because I gossiped about them. I then write back that if they have a problem then they can tell me to my face. Nine times out of ten it ends there, but if it doesn't, it ends at the bar when I knock a bitch to the floor.
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This is odd; I'm liking you and more every day ....
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I noticed that the more I stop giving a shit about common courtesy and morals, you like me more....
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It's how I roll, so I identify with it ...
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You think you have fun times at work with emotional people? I'm employed by the French
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The only French person I know lives off of the government collecting insanity checks. French people have it figured out in my eyes.
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hm, some of my colleagues could certainly make a case for the same treatment
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i cared for a little, old french lady.
Because i love pizza,
and would order one approximately every other week, with them lasting a good while so she saw me eating it pretty often,
she told all of her friends that i was Italian! ha ha ha ha ha
(Look at my pic ~ i do NOT look Italian, at ALL!)
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No, Si's correct ...
They both are.
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Si was drunk when he posted that.
And it's beginning to annoy me that I often seem to post drunk, not even really remember posting till I see it the next day, yet somehow my posts aren't completely incomprehensible. They're just not nearly as funny or clever as they seemed when I was wasted.
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Well you're not 50 and you don't have far too many cats. Someone already doing that routine here...
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Huh? Whoever can you be speaking of?
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oh snap!
I then write back that if they have a problem then they can tell me to my face
Funny, I just said that to someone the other day (to their face) and they bitched out.
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Chad doesn't count.
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Well you're not 50 and you don't have far too many cats. Someone already doing that routine here...
Huh? Whoever can you be speaking of?
fuktards :P
However, Zoomie gets 1 HB pt for subtracting 5 years from my age!
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I was referring to Tru, Fyre. Sometimes, just sometimes, it's not all about you.
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I was referring to Tru, Fyre. Sometimes, just sometimes, it's not all about you.
hmmm...
<~ thinking
Nah! Or, at least, i can't think of a time...
And i was sort of proud of my "L-G-type" response... wahhhhhhhhh!
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It takes time to craft the perfect "L-G" type response. That is why chat should not be used, especially by you.
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It takes time to craft the perfect "L-G" type response. That is why chat should not be used, especially by you.
Ah, so.
Hey, does this mean i can quit turning on all these flippin' messenger progs, waiting for some of y'all to chat with me? 'Cuz they're a pain in the ass...
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Yea, you should probably stop doing that.
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Yea, you should probably stop doing that.
And speaking of the which ~
am i going to have to hire an army of detectives to hunt you down, or will you provide me with a REAL addy, for my next trip to Austin?
rofl
Doesn't it just SUCK when weird folks like you?
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Oh shit, you're coming to our part of the world? There are 4 of us in Austin.
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Oh shit, you're coming to our part of the world? There are 4 of us in Austin.
i lived in Austin, drove for Cap Metro, was a straight arrow, and actually have friends there.
Now that i KNOW there are 4 of y'all, i'm expecting a PAR-TAY!!!
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You are older than my mother, I don't know if I can hang out with a grandma hipster.
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consider it looking into your future
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I hope not. Fuck.
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You are older than my mother, I don't know if I can hang out with a grandma hipster.
Yet and still,
you're intrigued...
We'll meet, girlfriend.
We're both just peeps.
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so excited for those pictures. sasha looking bored in the corner with some fucked up old lady giving baggy a toothless blowjob. lucas is the cameraman, of course, probably vomiting between snapshots.
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Stop it, you're getting us all excited!
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oh is that what landed on my leg? Krsnas cock? I thought it was a fly.
wokka wokka
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Likely a squirt of the heroin...
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The first taste is always free.
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Where do I sign up for said toothless blowjob?
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so excited for those pictures. sasha looking bored in the corner with some fucked up old lady giving baggy a toothless blowjob. lucas is the cameraman, of course, probably vomiting between snapshots.
Poor thang!
Well, if you might consider joining us?
Maybe he'd be spewing instead of, well, spewing chunks.
Sound like a plan?
Oh, yeah. i'm not actually toothless. i'm only SEMI-toothless until i can get myself a set of wooden, whittled two-fers!
Any of y'all into knife carving? ...
Oh, yeah, and i've been known to bite, on more than one occasion ...
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please stop.
on topic: i felt so very validated the other night at work, when...
witness douchebag cook flirting shamelessly with little bulgarian hottie (i love that when I type 'hottie' my phone always suggests the word 'hogtie'). another co-worker catches me roll my eyes at them as i pass. she catches up to me to tell me how gross she thinks it is that after working at now a fourth restaurant with this guy, (the first dating back to ten years ago) he is always sleeping with somebody at each place, and everyone always knows it.
fucking piece of shit philanderer and his ghetto hootch wifey tryin' to make ME feel bad?! how dare you.
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Solution: Snap a pic with your iPhone of him every time he flirts with someone. Make a webpage.
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Solution: Snap a pic with your iPhone of him every time he flirts with someone. Make a webpage.
Zoomie, why is stalking your solution to every problem in life?
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He fights fire with fire.
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It's what I do. Accept me.
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It's what I do. Accept me.
...and if I don't, you'll stalk me.
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Nah. Brook already doesn't like me much, I don't want to get into a turf war...
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Oh, she likes you just fine.
It's when you put on the sycophant act that her panties get bunched up!
edit: (and not in the "bunched-up-then-stuffed-in-the-mouth" kind of way)
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To whom am I a sycophant? Or I should say, to whom does she see me as a sycophant because you know me better than that. I lower my eyes for one person and one person only, the Shaman of the Bogtroopers and Archdruid of D-rad.
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Dude, everyone knows NOT TO SOCIAL NETWORK WITH COWORKERS. Just a heads up.....you probably shouldn't. It can only end in disaster.
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Oh, she likes you just fine.
It's when you put on the sycophant act that her panties get bunched up!
edit: (and not in the "bunched-up-then-stuffed-in-the-mouth" kind of way)
Riiight.
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I'm sayin'.
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Dude, everyone knows NOT TO SOCIAL NETWORK WITH COWORKERS. Just a heads up.....you probably shouldn't. It can only end in disaster.
And since you love social networking so much, you can't get a job because of this.
Good risk avoidance, Dylan!
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hehehehe
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To whom am I a sycophant?
There are some folks that you just never burn on.
Speaking of which, why does no one ever burn on Si? Even bringing it up right now feels wrong.
I once read an old Sci Fi short story about how aliens controlled humanity's evolution through violence, culling the stock whenever they began to get too advanced (explaining why every renaissance collapses into war). Specifically, once the violence process was kicked off (the arms race of the 60s & 70s, in this case), humanity was kept away from certain ideas by a sort of genetic thought poison which would prevent the eventual tipping point into a dark age. The main character in the story eventually creates an atomic shield, but commits suicide after its first test (mind poison).
I wonder if Si has some kind of mind control over all of us, so that we never even think to burn on him.
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Dude, look at who we're talking about. He lives in paradise, has an awesome job, commutes about 50 feet, smokes up and drinks whenever he wants, is probably the healthiest male posting here, he has the life most of us want. What's to cut on? The best I could come up with is that I wouldn't turn down a throw with his GF.
Not very original...
And I do burn on everyone. But like you and I, we know it's just fun.
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Paradise isnt in the storm zone hes in.
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Looks like the leewards are gonna get a taste of a biggun.
Luck.
No way dude, he already did that in 2001. (hurricane Amanda)
That was a ZING on me. Good one, too.
is probably the healthiest male posting here
Doubtful. I drink way too much to consider myself really healthy.
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And I do burn on everyone. But like you and I, we know it's just fun.
don't make me kill some hours disproving that!
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I can't wait for this ...
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Come on, DaisyMae ~ i've already MADE the popcorn!
For what's it worth, those places ARE paradise, but sometimes, fuktards anger the gods, and, well...
rofl
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STFU
K THX BY
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Dear Fyre,
Hip used to post glorious descriptions of sexual episodes... in wonderful, wonderful detail. Thank you so much for reducing that to anagrams in caps. Seriously.
Yours,
The men of LG
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Yea, thanks........?
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Dear Fyre,
Hip used to post glorious descriptions of sexual episodes... in wonderful, wonderful detail. Thank you so much for reducing that to anagrams in caps. Seriously.
Yours,
The men of LG
Dear Folks of L-G,
It's truly sad that Hip cannot keep herself from reading my posts, and becoming so infuriated that she can't even type words.
Sincerely,
fyre
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now if you could stop sasha and kyle from talking about their sexcapades I swear to God I'd traffic you an ounce
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Then what will we have?
Dare I ask... WHAT. WILL. WE. HAVE???
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one hyperventilating turtle and an old man on the sea
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is probably the healthiest male posting here
Having just read about Nick's and Emp's workouts, heart rates, etc, this seems pretty fuckin' far off.
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one hyperventilating turtle and an old man on the sea
Eeehhhhn eeehhhhhn! Avast!
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http://www.lamebook.com/daddys-girl (http://www.lamebook.com/daddys-girl)
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Haha. That's great.
I liked this one:
http://www.lamebook.com/girls-still-just-want-to-have-dumb (http://www.lamebook.com/girls-still-just-want-to-have-dumb)
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Facebook is fine with colleagues if you follow a few simple rules:
1: dont be fucking any of them
2: dont shit talk them
3: keep things civil.
No problems for me...
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4: Only add people who follow rules 2 and 3...and dont confess to breaking rule 1.
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5: Untag yourself from every picture.
6: Ignore all invitations to become a zombie/pirate/werewolf/ninja/etc with extreme prejudice.
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If you follow rule six there ain't much point to facebook...!
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except to keep in touch with old friends who live all over the place. i'm bad with email. plus, with facebook you can just post on a wall to say "hey, have a great birthday." instead of some long-winded mostly forced email along the lines of "how are you! it's been too long, sorry i've been mia, but..." being 'anti-socially social' is my game.
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If you follow rule six there ain't much point to facebook...!
Fix'd.
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I've been playing Texas Hold 'Em and Mafia Wars when I'm bored, otherwise, I don't bother with much else on there ...
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mafia wars is god.
except to keep in touch with old friends who live all over the place.
this is what i thought, I do use it to keep in touch with my old school friends but... there's only so many 'hey look at this great day we had, you were free but hey, we didnt ask you cuz we dont care about you anymore!" albums I can take.
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I shit talk coworkers on facebook and leave pictures tagged. I also don't always stay civil, unless I get called out on it posting on someone else's stuff.
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No one follows those rules. I commented on one of 13Chems pics that she should eat a little more and more often and one of her little 30-something Tejas clingy sycophants decided it appropriate to insult my mother.
Fuck Facebook etiquette. It's on.
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But Ana disapproves of eating!
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Fuck Ana too.
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Yeah, you hear that Sakhi?
FUCK ANA!!!
... IN THE ASS!!!
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Facebook worries me due to its ultra-helpful invasiveness.
The "suggest a friend" thing really weirds me out. It kept asking if it could root through my email to scour it for friends and I kept saying no. Finally it stopped asking me this question and soon enough I start seeing people who I've only ever been in email contact with (former employment contacts, etc.) appearing on my list. That's not really cool with me. I ignored that for a while, but the next time I used "suggest a friend" I was multitasking and I noticed that it was suggesting as a friend for me a DJ I'd recently been looking up info on and downloading the music of. I had zero connection to the DJ - we have no common friends and I never even emailed him - the only connection was the fact that his name was in my cache and I had a tab open with his name in it.
That shit is Big Brother.
I'm phasing myself off facebook these days.
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All it takes is for one of your friends or friend of friend or friend of friend's friend to have had contact with that dj...
Also, during the sign up process if you click the wrong thing...you give fb the email contacts from your webbased email accounts. So while it may keep asking you to go though your email...you might of given it premission already. If nobody else on your firends list could be in contact with those ex work contacts then you might of fucked up during signup.
If just ONE of your firends list knew ONE of the ex work contacts and they gave access to their email contacts...and youre in those contacts...youre going to get suggestions.
FB aint really that evil when it comes to cookies.
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I'm less concerned with facebook because it pretty much lays open the data mining that people are conducting whenever we use other internet services like gmail, google, bling, etc.
Also, I'm not particularly concerned about facebook because no matter how careful I am with my personal information, corporations are not nearly as careful. I've received multiple notices over the years along the lines of, "Sorry! We didn't bother protecting your personal information and published it all over the internet. Have a credit report on us!"
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I just feel like for me personally at least the negatives outweigh the positives in the generally neutral world of facebook.
Maybe I'm just too antisocial for social networking.
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All it takes is for one of your friends or friend of friend or friend of friend's friend to have had contact with that dj...
Also, during the sign up process if you click the wrong thing...you give fb the email contacts from your webbased email accounts. So while it may keep asking you to go though your email...you might of given it premission already. If nobody else on your firends list could be in contact with those ex work contacts then you might of fucked up during signup.
If just ONE of your firends list knew ONE of the ex work contacts and they gave access to their email contacts...and youre in those contacts...youre going to get suggestions.
FB aint really that evil when it comes to cookies.
Where's the grammar cop when I need him!?!?!
Someone, go get Big Brother!
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If a gave a shit, id try grammar properly.
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Fuck Ana too.
Yeah, you hear that Sakhi?
FUCK ANA!!!
... IN THE ASS!!!
Pfft, wouldn't you rather stuff her mouth? Damn fatties...
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Where's the grammar cop when I need him!?!?!
Speaking of which, check out this beauty:
...I noticed that it was suggesting as a friend for me a DJ I'd recently been looking up info on and downloading the music of.
Hello terminal prepositions!
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Fuck Ana too.
Yeah, you hear that Sakhi?
FUCK ANA!!!
... IN THE ASS!!!
Pfft, wouldn't you rather stuff her mouth? Damn fatties...
Can't have Anal without Ana...
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Too true, and I thought of that; didn't want to overload the youngster ...
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except to keep in touch with old friends who live all over the place. i'm bad with email. plus, with facebook you can just post on a wall to say "hey, have a great birthday." instead of some long-winded mostly forced email along the lines of "how are you! it's been too long, sorry i've been mia, but..." being 'anti-socially social' is my game.
Seriously.
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I dig that aspect as well, actually.
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I think it was posted at the lamebook thing, but facebook seriously is where friendships go to die.
I still feel like If you're relying on facebook as your sole method of staying in contact with old friends, then you guys really aren't friends any more...
I've also found facebook to be far more helpful in re-acquainting me with people I'm far happier having lost touch with than to keep me in contact with good friends who I'd stay in contact with anyway. Maybe the friends I've made just haven't been as good as the friends you guys have. Or maybe I'm just a dick.
The only thing I use facebook for is so I can have parties/events and their locations written down for me. I tend to forget details like that and it's useful to just look that crap up before heading out the door.
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A pocket planner is less tedious, you know ...
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I'm also cheap as fuck.
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I still feel like If you're relying on facebook as your sole method of staying in contact with old friends, then you guys really aren't friends any more...
Abso-fucking-lutely. But you know what? That's fine with me. I've lived several places over the years, made lots of friends, and facebook allows me to keep in contact with them, even if only slightly. It means that when I go back to Spain next year, I'll be able to pre-arrange to see a bunch of the people I'd be happy to run into, which I wasn't able to do last time I was there.
Also, living on an island where there's a large transient population (people come, people go, people come back, people go away to school, etc), fb is pretty handy for staying somewhat connected with that lot.
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Well, there's THAT too ...
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And then there's Loaded-Gun, which is useful for rubbing how awesome your life is into other people's faces.
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Well, there's THAT too ...
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And then there's Loaded-Gun, which is useful for rubbing how awesome your life is into other people's faces.
Damn,?I?wish?I?though?of?that,?the?only?thing?I?could?think?of?burning?Si?on?was?his?englishness.?And?thats totally weak.
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You mean it's not for looking at Mosh's car?
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I think it was posted at the lamebook thing, but facebook seriously is where friendships go to die.
I still feel like If you're relying on facebook as your sole method of staying in contact with old friends, then you guys really aren't friends any more...
I've also found facebook to be far more helpful in re-acquainting me with people I'm far happier having lost touch with than to keep me in contact with good friends who I'd stay in contact with anyway. Maybe the friends I've made just haven't been as good as the friends you guys have. Or maybe I'm just a dick.
The only thing I use facebook for is so I can have parties/events and their locations written down for me. I tend to forget details like that and it's useful to just look that crap up before heading out the door.
Friends come and go constantly. My life has been a transient one since I started making friends. I signed up for a Facebook account right when it first opened, because it gave me something I didn't have before, a singular way to keep in touch with people that didn't require an exhausting amount of effort. I've made a lot of friends and lost a lot of them (in the sense that you are describing friendship). I still want to "stay in touch" with these people, because likely the things that brought us together in the first place didn't change, but our mutual location did. And like has been mentioned (for Travel, Parties, etc.) when mutual location re-aligns, it's easier to get back together if you already have all of their info (Address, Phone Number, Email) all in one place. And in the meantime while you are physically separated, you can still share photos and shoot the shit (much in the way all of us do here).
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a singular way to keep in touch with people
Singular indeed, considering I've lost touch with more people this way than when it was just email...
I mean I understand and all, it's just that Facebook's primary job in my life (apart from reacquainting me with people I thought I'd happily succeeded in losing touch with) is to remind me that I've lost touch with people I used to be good friends with and make me feel guilty that I'm not up for hanging out with them anymore when we're in the same area and make me feel obliged to hang out with them if they contact me or if they find out I'm going to be in their area. I don't really need that. Like I said earlier this is probably just me being a dick but, what the hell, c'est moi.
It seems like a happy place for voyeurs and exhibitionists, but for me personally I can only really use it as a glorified address book. I do get the point that it's a good way to keep the channels open sort of so if you're in an area, you'll have people you know in the area. I do see that there are some advantages to it. There are also disadvantages, though. For me the disadvantages outweigh the advantages. If others like it then more power to them. Some people like twitter too and I find that ridiculous, but hey it's a free country. Some people like Kenny G. I'm cool with it.
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...(apart from reacquainting me with people I thought I'd happily succeeded in losing touch with) is to remind me that I've lost touch with people I used to be good friends with and make me feel guilty that I'm not up for hanging out with them anymore...
If you were happily out of touch with them, you shouldn't have reacquainted with them on facebook (it takes a request AND an accept to become friends). I've turned down a lot of requests from people who I have nothing in common with, or deleted them after the fact when I was reminded how fucking annoying they were based on reading updates about their life.
I've certainly linked up with people more because of FB than I would have without it. I met up with a middle school / university friend just last week when he posted on Facebook that he would be in DC, we met up for lunch and shared the last year or two of our lives. Without him randomly acclaiming his future whereabouts on FB and me reading them on FB, would we have thought to call each other and meet up? He might not even know that I'm living in DC now because I moved fairly recently. I might not know he's coming to DC because we don't talk much.
Plus it's also great to put a Face to people's names or pu a name to people's faces when you only know one or the other. This happens to me a lot meeting new people in my classes. I frequently talk to someone one time and forgot who they hell they were.
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Yeah some people really like the service.
My buddy works for Facebook actually. It sounds like one of the plum-est jobs I've ever heard of.
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i need it to read all the bitchy arguments everyones having and find out who's serious about dating who. plus, i dont see people regularly anymore anyway. Tis useful, 'stead of getting msn out to talk to my friends.
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call me a music snob, but i am certainly not fucking okay with kenny g or his fans.
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Um, that wouldn't make you a music snob, that would make you someone who knows shit music when they hear it.
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You just said anybody who thinks G is shit has good taste in music. Love is making you soft ?
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You just said anybody who thinks G is shit has good taste in music.
No, that's what YOU just said.
I said:
Um, that wouldn't make you a music snob, that would make you someone who knows shit music when they hear it.
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infer V imply.
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Yeah, exactly.
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I'm not really cool with it, but I was sick of being the only anti-facebook voice so I just slid in an apt comparison and shrugged my shoulders in bemusement.
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i love not communicating with my family on facebook.
thats a bunch of shit, hip, and if i were you i'd just block the bitch. shes obviously just pissed at her hubby and is taking it out on you.
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Thrash + fifty bucks + dumpster.... it may not help you out much though, I'm just sayin' that Thrash probably would roll around in a dumpster for $50
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Hahahaha!
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Hey, now!
Wait, with whom?
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Are you serious ? The best thing about dumpsters is the mystery of their content.
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I used to dumpster dive when I was younger for computer parts ...
... never for or with a date though
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I used to dumpster dive when I was younger for computer parts ...
... never for or with a date though, but for fifty bucks? Get them Mexicans out of the way man!
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lulz
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...(apart from reacquainting me with people I thought I'd happily succeeded in losing touch with) is to remind me that I've lost touch with people I used to be good friends with and make me feel guilty that I'm not up for hanging out with them anymore...
I've turned down a lot of requests from people who I have nothing in common with, or deleted them after the fact when I was reminded how fucking annoying they were based on reading updates about their life.
this