22-03-2022, 07:51 AM
Weird thing happened...
I put a comment on a very serious thread on facebook and an American poster replied to my comment quite supportively, and we had a mild small conversation. The American asked if he could message me, and did. We messaged a couple of times before I realised I was doing most of the talking, and my intuition started poking me in the ribs. So I stopped replying. But he didn't. This morning I muted him on messenger and deleted the conversation and my intuition has shut up.
Now, I don't know if his was a fake profile, or if he was a scammer priming me for whatever nefarious deeds these people get up to, but I was increasingly uncomfortable with the tone of the conversation. I felt he was blowing smoke up my arse, to put it very bluntly. Too positive. Too complimentary. I hope he was up to no good and I haven't just hurt his feelings without cause, but funny thing is, I feel a whole lot less discombobulated now I have pulled the plug on him.
And I also feel a teeny bit more educated about the pitfalls of the interwebby thing. Real or imagined. Another little adventure in life...
I put a comment on a very serious thread on facebook and an American poster replied to my comment quite supportively, and we had a mild small conversation. The American asked if he could message me, and did. We messaged a couple of times before I realised I was doing most of the talking, and my intuition started poking me in the ribs. So I stopped replying. But he didn't. This morning I muted him on messenger and deleted the conversation and my intuition has shut up.
Now, I don't know if his was a fake profile, or if he was a scammer priming me for whatever nefarious deeds these people get up to, but I was increasingly uncomfortable with the tone of the conversation. I felt he was blowing smoke up my arse, to put it very bluntly. Too positive. Too complimentary. I hope he was up to no good and I haven't just hurt his feelings without cause, but funny thing is, I feel a whole lot less discombobulated now I have pulled the plug on him.
And I also feel a teeny bit more educated about the pitfalls of the interwebby thing. Real or imagined. Another little adventure in life...