picture credit: uncommonchick
Don´t worry, I am not asking you to reveal your identity, far from it. But have you ever wondered? I suppose I started thinking about it when I registered myself with jappy if only to piss off my mum 🙂
You don´t know what Jappy is? Unfortunately, this article is in German, anyone who can understand it – it will bring tears of laughter to your eyes, everyone else who can not read German, sorry, you are missing out big style here 😉
Anyway, I registered in the name of Tatjana, born 1968 and gave a hometown where my mum was born, that was all. I knew she would know who I was because I was supposed to be called Tatjana – long story 😉
Then I looked for her friend where, in turn I could find here. I had a look at her profile not much to see but still I knew she would block me straight away, but I just wanted her to know that she can not hide, and yes, sad but still I did it. I also had a look at her “friends” profiles, not much to see appart from that I could tell when she was online and which one of here friends were online at the same time.
Next minute I knew I got all these mails from all sorts of blokes. Some were nice, a simple hello, others were downright discusting, at least to me.
“do I fancy a date”
“do I fancy a real date”
“do I want to play”
“fancy meeting up”
“would I like to have my pictures taken”
“do I want to meet or do I feel that he was too young? – MATE, I am not a cradle snatcher, you could be my son for christ sake.
And a real classic:
” I am male, married and fancy threesomes but I am not gay. I look forward to hearing from you, seeing if I have interpreted your profile correctly”
WHAT THE FUCK???? what´s there to interpret in a name and a town????
Nice to know that these are the type of guys my mum chose over her family, isn´t it?
One guy wrote “profile lickers out” to which I replied surely there was no harm in looking at my mum´s friends profiles?
He asked why and all I stated was that my mum was ill and I felt sad about here being so drawn to the internet.
I did not tell him who my mum was nor did I continue the conversation. Still, a couple of days later my dad told me that my mum had “flipped” told him I had approached her “friends” and told lies about her. If I did not come out of Jappy, she would “tell the truth” on facebook.
What truth is that deares mother? The fact that you´ve taken horrid pictures of yourself and distribute them on the net? Or the fact that you met up with one? or more? guys just after your golden wedding anniversary?
Still, I deleted my profile, for the sake of my dad´s peace of mind.
But it got me thinking: Who are you, who am I here on the net?
I also realized that people here use “false pictures” “false identities” false names” and yes, of course I wasn´t cristened crazybunny66 😉
But I do create a picture in my mind of the person who´s blogs I read or even “communicate” with by means of commenting.
And suddenly I was really scared and put of by the whole internet thing.
Obviously, I do not want my identity revealed either because I tell the world how I feel here. No-one knows about this blog and sometimes I look at the countries my followers are coming from and wonder if, in real life, I might know you?