How this happened, I have no idea. I didn’t even know what most of these men’s names were. I can only imagine the magic that Facebook employed to delve into my online dating records. The fact that Facebook was able to dredge these men up from the sewers of my life scares me and impresses me a little.
They even located Louis, who managed to give me my WORST DATE EVER story involving two standard size poodles, the Adult Swim channel (which may have cartoons on it but it incidentally NOT A CHILDREN’S CHANNEL), and Louis’ 6-year-old daughter. I could not make this up and I’ll save the whole story for another blog post.
Louis beat out that aptly named “Fartman” for the title of WORST DATE EVER. No explanation is necessary for that one, I assume.
It’s been an awakening to see al the faces of the men I’ve entertained. It makes me realize how long I’ve been dating and how many different men I’ve gone out with.
More than Princess Di, less than Madonna and we’ll leave it at that.
But still, I have to wonder how did Facebook do it? They even found sexy Dixon who I am currently texting with.
I can only imagine that these men are experiencing the same flashbacks as I am as my picture goes floating by in their “People You May Know” (aka “People You Know But Don’t Want to Admit You Know or Even be Friends With) section.
Surely they think of me as that sexy, brilliant, adventurous blond they were lucky enough to go out with and perhaps they should give me a ring.
Then again, PERHAPS NOT!