I'm an awkward blabber mouth in person - facebook really magnifies this quality as demonstrated by these moments:
1. I mentioned to a friend of Jason's that I was excited to see her at the wedding in Smith's Falls at the end of the month. Seemingly harmless until I find out that she isn't invited to this particular wedding. Some of the burn was soothed when J mentioned that she wouldn't have expected an invite.
2. Our friend Gord Oxley was having a birthday party on Saturday night. I messaged him that I was looking forward to celebrating his impending age upgrade - to which he replied that he was wondering if anything was happening for his birthday. J later tells me that it was a surprise birthday party.
Folks who are known to be the walker spoiler alerts should not be allowed on Facebook.
3. An exboyfriend found me on Facebook. This would have been ok but for the fact the second our relationship (almost 10 years ago I might add) got sexual, the dude never called me back - in fact, I never heard from him again. Until he invited me to be a friend on Facebook...wtf?
This event opened the door to a vindictive, vengeful, "hell hath no fury" personality that I forgot existed. I spent the next three hours going through his friends and finding all the mutual friends from high school and work and inviting them to be my friend - then proceeded to reject his invitation. I ensured that the revenge would be complete by posting a picture of me 5 years ago looking svelte, tanned and summerfic in a bikini.
THREE HOURS OF MY LIFE. Clearly hell hath no fury like a woman scorned who is PREGNANT when the opportunity for petty revenge presents itself.
It seems to me, that a woman who is deliriously happy to be carrying the baby of someone who she counts as being the best and most amazing partner in crime in her life should be able to rise above these moments
But no, and now, I will be using this story in my one woman play.