Ode to Tom
When I first started exploring social networks, one of the things that troubled me was this fellow named Tom. At first I wondered who he was and how he assumed our friendship. It's not like we ever met or exchanged words.
Later I learned Tom was a default friend. Sad indeed. Yet Tom, with his menacing grin, seemed perfectly content. As it turns out, Tom is a rock. A connector. An innovator. Even a pioneer.
I had the rare opportunity to speak to Tom about what he's been up to.
This is how it went.
Me: Hey Tom, thanks for taking the time to speak with me.
Tom from MySpace: Ya, I got the restraining order. Uh, have we met?
Me: You did? Great. So tell me, what have you been up to? With the Myspace success and all.
Tom from MySpace: Mostly just working on MySpace.
Me: That's it?
Tom from MySpace: Ya. Keeps me busy.
Tom from MySpace: I did buy a new car recently.
Me: Ya? What'd ya get?
Tom from MySpace: It's a Scion. Ever seen one? It's wicked!
Tom from MySpace: And I've got this girlfriend now.
Me: Really? Where'd ya meet her?
Tom from MySpace: Where you think?
Me: Good talking to you.
And that was about it.
Shorlty after, I deleted him and took refuge in the Anti-Tom coalition.