Now, i have nothing against people who’ve built up a relationship on the net and are therefore justified in their virtual touchy-feeliness. But when i enter a chat room i do not want to be greeted thus:
((((((((Fran)))))))))
fuckofffuckofffuckoff
You don’t know me. You don’t care about me. If i died tomorrow you’d maybe shrug slightly. But that’s besides the point - you wouldn’t fucking know if i died tomorrow because we have no kind of relationship. Do you understand, you demented Oprah-loving touchy-feely phone-a-friend-on-a-£10-question fuckwit?
It’s parenthesis, that’s all. It’s meaningless and empty. I gain nothing, and more importantly - you give nothing. It’s false intimacy, fake friendship and synthetic empathy. I’m instantly forgetable, you’re instantly forgetable, we’re all faceless strangers in a nonexistant room.
and I’m a very huggy-touchy-feely person in real life…but I think cyberhugs are probably the lamest, most synthetic sort of cheap, fake intimacy possible, as well. Very particularly when they are tossed around as a simple greeting! At least save them for some expression of fake, cheap sympathy!
But then, that’s what you get for hanging around in * chat rooms, * Fran! What the hell do you expect? Chat rooms, especially popular, crowded ones, filled with the sort of people who give cyberhugs as a greeting, have got to be the most life-sucking form of human interaction there is. Save yourself before it’s too late…do NOT go in there again. <shiver>
Well… if I ever see you in a chat room, you can rest assured that I will greet you with
“Get the fuck out of here you unfriendly, ungreatful skank! Suck my dick you dirty, cunt!! No body fucking wants you in here, so go away!!!”
How’s that? Better?
Oh, and you can greet me any way you like if you ever see me in a chat room. If I am ever found in a chat room, you may assume that I have given up the will to live, I am filled with self-loathing, and have entered said location with the specific desire to have as much scorn as possible heaped upon me… So feel free.
They’re only necessary for those with only a rudimentary knowledge of language.
You want to express affection toward someone, then tell them so in a complete sentence. You know, the standard type with nouns and verbs.
You want to express your displeasure toward someone who’s pissing you off, tell them so with the rich langauge you’ve been learning since grade school.
Same goes for those fawking abbreviations, such as ROFL. If you really were rolling on the floor laughing, you wouldn’t be typing that on you keyboard, now, would you? If it made you laugh, go ahead and say so, but leave the goddamn abbreviations to the U.S. military.
And, no, Francesca, I haven’t got the slightest idea who you are. But I’d buy you a beer if we were in the same bar. Sometimes, it’s good to be a little surly.
Y0, cUz,i H8 It whEn mOrOnz tYpE lIkE thIs EvEn w0rsE, Which is why I don’t go to chat rooms. I apologise for not knowing how to do links yet, but go here: http://www.oldmanmurray.com/kthor/ and check out the Amber section. The only reason I can think of to do chats is to bait, which may say more about me than I want.
I’m glad you cleared that up, goboy; I was envisioning a conversation along the lines of “Well, okay, I’ll sleep with you – but only if you go online and posting inane comments first. That really gets me hot!” :eek:
I only hug IRL, but for you Francesca I’d make an exception. Except that you said not to. Oh well.
Have a nice day! 