I am on a couple of those "social networking" sites -- you know, like Twitter and Facebook and MySpace. I joined mostly because of peer pressure but I find that I do check in periodically and I think they are a good thing, so far, anyway.
The other day I was contacted by someone on one of those sites who I do not know. The photo was of a dark haired guy, not too close up but one of those portraits that make a guy look dark, handsome and intriguing. He was from Italy, and seeing as I know very few people from Italy, I chose not to respond. (Although I must admit, I did think it might not be such a bad idea to count a beautiful Italian stranger among my friends and acquaintances).
Imagine my surprise (and the feelings of stupidity) when I realized this guy is the boyfriend of our Italian exchange student, who stayed with us in 1999-2000.
D'oh.
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There goes the lovely mystery. Darn! :-)
ReplyDeleteDon't feel stupid. I have had some of my high school friends ask me to be their friends and I don't recognize them.
ReplyDeleteCool that you could reconnect!
ReplyDeleteSee, now I would have thought it was all sexy and mysterious, like my own little Harlequin Romance....and would have felt even more stupid after I found out who it was. lol!!
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