People make all kinds of assumptions about one another out here in cyberspace. I’m pretty new to it all, and I find it all kind of bizarre and frightening.
I just started this blog a few months ago. Prior to that, I was aware of personal blogs and had read a few that friends kept, but I was not really aware of everything that was out here. All of my surfing to that point was on sites related to politics and current events and music (things that I am passionate about). I wasn’t on facebook or twitter or myspace. All of that kind of passed me by. Part of it was generational, I guess. Part had to do with my professional world. And part was just who I am, I would rather have face to face time with human beings than be online (or on the phone).
A couple of my friends had been at me for a while to write about my dating life, but they are like me, not into this whole blogosphere universe. They kept saying book and well, I have other big projects that I am working on. I wasn’t interested in doing a book on my dating life. One day I read something that led me to a personal/relationship blog and then to another and it all clicked. I started my blog.
So many things didn’t occur to me back then. Some of which I’ve written about (the importance of design, learning the ways of the internet). But the one that I find constantly amazes me is how people out here make so many assumptions about one another based on so little information.
My readers (except for the dozen or so people who know me in real life) know almost nothing about me. You know my age and that I currently live in NYC. You know that I date a lot and some naughty details about my sexual history. And you know some of my likes and dislikes when it comes to men.
That’s it. Not much. The men who read my online profile learn more about me in the 3 minutes it takes them to read my profile, plus they get a few good headshots.
Yet based on that little bit of knowledge, I have people making all kinds of assumptions about who and what I am. I guess that’s the nature of the beast. It’s unnerving.
Anyway, I thought it might be useful to bridge a little of that gap. To give you all a little bit more info about me.
Today’s Magic Number is 3
- I was not a pretty girl. I was a smart girl. And a smart ass. My best friend was the pretty girl. I was never going to be as pretty as she was and she was never going to be as smart as I was, so our roles were set. And then, in our teens, we busted out/split up. I became even more of a smart ass and started hanging out with the older kids. It turned out that when I met guys who didn’t know I was the smart girl, I could be pretty, too. Trouble ensued.
- I haven’t lived in too many places other than NYC. My family is from the area and this will always feel like home. I lived in the UK briefly, and still have very good friends there. If I had to leave NYC, I would most likely go back to the UK as I can’t really think of anywhere else in the US that feels like home to me.
- I spent most of my adult life doing jobs I am/was really proud of, trying to help people and making the world a better place.
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