This is a letter to the boys who decide it’s okay to holla at me through Facebook message.
Dear Boy,
I know sometimes it’s easier to talk to girls you hardly even know indirectly through Facebook message or chat. It doesn’t get messy and neither of us will see the grimaces or looks of dismay or even disgust of each other. There is this wall of zeros and ones in cyberspace that gives you a boost of confidence and security to those heart strings. However, with shows like To Catch a Predator and the regular norm of creepers on Facebook, chicks, like me, are wary and easily creeped out. I am also incredibly nice and it’s hard for me to not smile and take it. You may be sweet and all, but it doesn’t mean I’m not creeped out.
What makes you think that complimenting my looks and taste in music or movies will get to my heart? I AM CREEPED. This makes me want to take down my relationship status on Facebook. But what if a boy I actually like becomes discouraged after seeing there is no sign of me being single?? I don’t want that! Bah. I guess I should stop conversing with you and straight up tell you that I’m talking to some other boy already and am not interested. But I’m too nice. Oy.
If we had run into each other on a random occasion and had face to face time, maybe it would be a different story. I need to be able to talk to you in the flesh. It’s easy to converse through text or Skype, but face to face, there’s a whole new vibe. Heartbeats progressively speed up, color comes to the cheeks, tension builds in the air, body language starts to become noticeable… all that good stuff in missing in the interwebz.
Also, I don’t really want a story like they have on The Today Show, saying that we met through Facebook. I don’t want Mark Zuckerberg thinking that he did something right in making the privacy settings so patchy. Therefore, nota bene to you boys, don’t Facebook message me, please. You lose points. A lot of points.
Sincerely,
Allison
Glamour & Whisk 