When all the kool kidz had a MySpace page she added me as a “friend”, from there we got ‘talking’ through messages and emails. Then when all the kool kidz migrated to Facebook we continued our electronic friendship there.
We exchanged emails/messages several times a week and got chatting on MSN. We shared each others ups and downs, moaned about the opposite sex, relationship problems and we generally put the world to rights. We made each other laugh.
As much as you can get to know someone through emails and MSN, I’d say we got to know each other very well. A few times both of us mentioned meeting up, but for one reason or another it never happened and it wasn’t an issue.
This happened over a couple of years, until she got a new boyfriend and as seems to happen when other female friends get a new play thing, the contact dried up. The emails and messages stopped and she no longer appeared on MSN.
This was a couple of years ago now and although she is still a ‘friend’ on the Book of Face, we haven’t contacted each other for ages.
Last night I found myself stood having a pint with a mate and stood opposite me at the other end of the bar, there she was with a few friends. For several years she had been a size 10 Arial font and now she was real. What’s the protocol here?
“Hi, I’m that guy you’ve told everything to on the internet…”
We made eye contact and recognised each other, she was as shocked as me. I seen and heard her inner scream from 15 feet away.
For the next 5/10 minutes we kept making eye contact but as soon as I caught her looking at me and made eye contact, she glanced away. She wouldn’t hold it long enough for me to acknowledge her, or act on it. Then she went to sit in a different part of the pub with her friends and the moment had past.
I’d love to say this has a happy ending (we went home together and I feel slightly dirty as I type this), but unfortunately I went home alone and a bit confused.
weirdo’s people I’ve got to know on the internet in the past and although initially awkward it’s not that weird (until they do actually turn out to be a bit mental).
Why couldn’t/wouldn’t she acknowledge me? Why didn’t I have the balls to go up to her and say hello (although given she was with 3 male friends, I’m not sure “I’m the guy from the internet” would’ve gone down too well)?
We were/are internet friends (how geeky does that sound, Poindexter) and I know there may be some kind of unwritten rule of not having internet stuff cross over into real life. But a little nod or smile of acknowledgement would’ve done. It was just…odd.