Online “lonely lover boy” aka hacker central
Do you have a social media presence? Maybe you don’t want one. Sometimes I think that’s a good idea. As a coach and an artist, I post on Facebook and Instagram. For coaching, I offer words of wisdom on Wednesdays and Bad Joke Friday on well, Friday.
(Here I’m inserting a shameless request for you to follow me on one of these sites. Please come follow me. There, done.)
I get friend requests from my posts. Lots are either from marketing coaches who want to help me build my business on-line or from random men.
The marketing people I understand. The random men not so much. Their accounts are always private with few friends. They try to contact me on Facebook, Instagram and Messenger hoping that I’m looking for “love” on-line. They want to be “friends.” They want me to write them back.
They’re the worst, attempting to massage my ego with compliments and flattery. How naïve (or stupid) do they hope I am? Do they figure if they hit on everyone female it might pan out eventually? That I’m a lonely elderly woman just aching to give over all m
I never respond to these guys. I encourage you never to be tempted to respond to them either. But you know that. Unlike them you’re nice and all your brain cells are working and you’re not scamming people. They might not even be guys, who knows? They’re certainly up to no good.
I’m tempted to write back something that messes with them. Send them a Picasso-esque “updated” photo with my arm growing out of the top of my head and my eyes in a vertical row. Photoshop rocks. Bombard them with messages every half hour for days (or until the Meta police ban me) telling them about my 12 children whose names I’ll share. I’ll say even though I’m pregnant with number 13 I’m eager to meet them because I know they’ll support all of us in a house of love.
I’ll tell them I’m so happy because I’ve figured out where they live! But I’ll need them to pay the Lift van driver when he lets us off next Saturday. I’m sure it’s not a problems, I’m just a little short on cash right now. I’ll tell them they should buy a couple of cribs in advance for the twins.
What luck we found each other on-line! I don’t do this because I’ve discovered there are people out there who would be encouraged by this kind of thing. It’s best to just block them and move onward with, responding to people who really matter. And even though I’m careful, my address and phone number are floating around in cyberspace just like yours. Which may be the most frightening thing of all.
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