Admittedly, I’m a late adopter to a lot of things. The iPod, I didn’t get one until the 3rd generation. Xanga, never got into it…ever! Friendster, created an account with the name, “Girth” because I thought Friendster was a joke.
That said, I got into Facebook kind of late as well, and even more to this point, I barely know how to use any of the functions. I just learned how to upload and tag pictures, and my knowledge is pretty much limited to “poking.” *Side note #1: I enjoy this function the best purely for my Beavis and Butthead immaturity kick of saying that I “poked” so-and-so. What’s more is, I don’t really get the whole “throwing a fish” at someone or “invite to mafia war” - I mean, let’s be honest…GHEY!!!
However, one of the creepiest and occasionally satisfying things about Facebook is reconnecting with old friends. I say creepy because again, let’s be honest…your voyeuristic/stalking side comes out…but because it’s disguised and wrapped as “Social Media”..it’s all good gravy! I also say, “occasionally satisfying” because, do you really care to reconnect with the kid that either tormented you in High School…or conversely, the one you tormented ? Either way, it’s pretty much a recipe for brief small talk interaction…combined with the voyeuristic side of you coming out and wanting to see what this person has turned into.
With that set up, I recently reconnected with my old friend Rae and could not be happier ! A bit about Rae-Rae and some additional background. My first introduction into advertising was as a Human Resources intern at Wunderman. Within our group, I probably only liked a handful of people there – Rae-Rae was definitely one of them! To be honest, the other pool of people I was surrounded with included, some chick that was obsessed with some death metal band and Duwayne “The Rock” Johnson. A balding Asian who was a Timberwolves dancer (still baffles us how she was), and a Puerto Rican with 3 nipples (yes, a trip-nip) and the screen name, “PuertoRicanAssasin.” In short, Rae-Rae was definitely my partner in crime there…and the stupid crap we said and did there…in and out of the office are epic !
I’m getting kind of tired of writing this post…it started off ambitiously enough but, I’m losing steam so, here’s the Cliff Notes version. Rae and the triple-nipple dude dated…which is/was still creepy ! Rae’s nickname that I gave her is “Black Labia” and no, I never slept with her. But, Rae and I did make out once at a club. With that…and a fitting way to end this post, the dialogue went like this (and pretty much verbatim):
Me: (turning to Rae Rae) Want to make out?
Rae: Sure
Me: Ok
*Side note #2: I later caught a very messed up Rae dancing with the wall…one of the funniest and most random nights of my NY tenure !
Post Epilogue: Rae is now married…a proud mother and wife and still…hilarious !
