FB Conversations

I don’t like adding people I don’t know and love hitting the ignore button on those friend requests. I’m irritable like that. If I do add a person, I either know them by name, sight, smell, sound, blog, or through another friend. At times I do the unthinkable and accept unknown people’s friend requests. The things an insomniac can do!

Anyway, a couple of unknown people have been initiating FB conversations with me and while I’m aware that the whole purpose of a social network is to, well, socialise, I would rather not. 

Being friendly and approachable might ruin my chances of one day ruling the world and achieving world dominion, see?

*Evil laughter which makes my roomie crack open an eyelid before falling back asleep*

Right. Here’s a little sneak peek at my conversation skills and PR capabilities. Do take note, ya? ;)

Unknown: So what’s cooking tonight? (Obviously he read my shout out the day before about hunger and the woes of having to cook one’s own meal. It’s a long story…)

Me: I don’t know yet :) Roomie’s cooking pork, I think. Wait. Did you literally mean what’s for dinner, or was that like a ‘what you doing’ question? I like to be really precise when I answer questions, so what exactly did you mean by that?  

I add in another smiley as an after thought  :)

Unknown goes offline for some reason. My innocence, perhaps? :P

Unknown2: Hi, you look so good in your pictures. So, you live in KL?

Me: WAA. HOW COME YOU TALK ENGLISH SO GOOD, AH? YOU GOT LEARN WELL IN SKOOL IZZIT?

Unknown2: Haha… I’ve read your blog. I like it.

Me: WHAT? WHERE GOT BOG HERE? WEATHER VERY HOT LA… HAIYA. WAIT AH. I’M SHAVING MY HEAD BALD AGAIN LA. THE HEAT MADE THE LICE COME BACK…

Unknown2 also goes offline. I suspect the capitalized letters irritated him as much as they irritated me. Oh, and the lice remark might have done the trick.

Unknown3: Hello. I’m your friend’s neighbour’s cat’s breeder. How you doing?

Me: Naan inggu nallam. Bomb yeppedi seyyanam endru kattrukolla muyirchi seigiren. 2012 varum pothu intha tholil uthavipadum endru ninaikiren. Ungga idatthil ellam nallama?**

Well, he blocked me. He either doesn’t understand Tamil or figured I’ve got terrorist connections.

 Hmmpphh. Nobody wants to have a decent conversation anymore nowadays.

**rough translation : I’m good here. I’m trying to learn how to make bombs. I think this trade might come in handy come 2012. Is everything all right at your end?