Last night Mercer, Milo, & I headed to a Mexican restaurant for dinner. Chips & salsa just sounded rather inviting after a long day. We were seated right behind a group of three women. My guess would be that they were in their late 30′s. They were talking loudly. I really didn’t have a choice but to listen to nearly all of their conversation. By “choice” I mean after 7 years, my husband & I have nothing to talk about sometimes & I like to listen to strangers conversations.
They talked about quite a few people from their high-school days. What these people were doing, who they were dating, where they worked, who’s getting divorces & why….It also seemed as though they have a high-school reunion coming up or that had just past that had a message board on FB that they creeped regularly.
These women seemed like they hadn’t seen each other in awhile and were “catching up”. It got to the point where two of them were on their phones pulling up people from high-schools profiles & pictures & status updates & they were discussing it all. One woman was talking about a good looking guy from high-school & clicking on his pictures he was “tagged” in & then going as far as to look at that persons photos too. But!!! She wasn’t even friends with the guy technically on FB. Straight up creeper. She lucked out on creeping this guy’s FB page because he probably doesn’t care enough to update his privacy settings.
I was so bothered by their entire conversation. These women were talking & going on & on about all these people from 20 years ago that they NEVER SEE, & possibly aren’t even friends with on FB. They had these stories that they’ve pieced together about all these people. I just thought to myself ”how strange are these ladies…..“. It made me really uncomfortable for ALL the people they were discussing that had no clue.
It made me never want to update my FB page again. I try to keep my friends list to people I really am friends with, but a few have slipped in over the years that I did enjoy from high-school even though I’ll probably never hang out with again. I was just sitting their thinking, “OMG, I wonder if random people from the high-school days sit around & put together a life story for me in their heads from random things they’ve seen on FB”? Fuck, I hope it’s a hella glamorous one that they are all completely jealous of at least.
I can’t believe that I’ve never really thought about it from that aspect, I just always figured, people have a lot better things to do with their time. Well, apparently they don’t. It made me re-evaluate my presence on FB, & again go over my privacy settings & make sure they were tightened up. But, then I thought Oh yeah! You have a blog where you openly talk about everything in your life so SHIT, now they know just how fucking un-glamorous it really is! You got me, I’m not jet setting around the world, I’m really change blowout shit diapers, gardening, & not really doing much at all besides sitting on my hammock & working on raising a family. How boring I must be.
Oh well.

random footnote: when typing in “gossip” to a certain free image site. 95% of the photos generated are women talking & whispering!

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