A few thoughts on myspace.com…
I just wrote a paper on e-commerce, so I’m all into evaluating web experiences and what not. I’ve been enjoying my space the last few months. My only complaint is that a lot of the advertisers make it a little hard to visit the website at places like work or the library. Mainly because they seem to have ads with girls in underwear or dudes making out. If you’re luckily, you might get that weird dissected toe ad.
Myspace.com is a great idea and it really picked up were Friendster dropped off. The funny thing is I have noticed there are a lot of people on there with an inflated sense of self worth. I’m not saying we aren’t all special in the 21st century touchy-feely sort of way Sesame Street raised us to be. It’s just that a lot of the folks (especially the women) have remarks on their profile saying “I don’t want to be your friend.” OK, fine, get off the website. Honestly, it is there for meeting people.
The more annoying lot are the ones who give you qualifiers. Don’t bother emailing me unless you’re over six feet, hung like a donkey and have a trust fund. As a famous religious leader once said “so shall your treasure be.” If you’re looking for a towering stud who’s dripping with money and has a huge penis, then guess what…he’s not going to make you happy. What he will make you is miserable worrying if he is out cheating or if he’ll leave you if you put on 3 pounds. I just think it is funny that so many women on that website are so conceited.
OK, I just realized this sounds like I have been burnt. I have not. I’ve never been rejected on there, mainly because I wouldn’t even bother contacting some shallow hoochie momma. I find the whole thing amusing, because we all know most guys will sleep with just about anything. So of course, any woman that doesn’t look like Mr. Ed’s obese sister will get lots of unsolicited (and I’m sure sometimes disgusting) email. Just please don't let it get to your head.As a slightly older and wiser person, I know quite a few folks my age who let their shallow hang ups chase off true love. We all get old and ugly and soon enough, you’ll be on the side of the road as Stud Man races off in his Iroc-Z in search of some thinner, younger and cuter action.
I just wrote a paper on e-commerce, so I’m all into evaluating web experiences and what not. I’ve been enjoying my space the last few months. My only complaint is that a lot of the advertisers make it a little hard to visit the website at places like work or the library. Mainly because they seem to have ads with girls in underwear or dudes making out. If you’re luckily, you might get that weird dissected toe ad.
Myspace.com is a great idea and it really picked up were Friendster dropped off. The funny thing is I have noticed there are a lot of people on there with an inflated sense of self worth. I’m not saying we aren’t all special in the 21st century touchy-feely sort of way Sesame Street raised us to be. It’s just that a lot of the folks (especially the women) have remarks on their profile saying “I don’t want to be your friend.” OK, fine, get off the website. Honestly, it is there for meeting people.
The more annoying lot are the ones who give you qualifiers. Don’t bother emailing me unless you’re over six feet, hung like a donkey and have a trust fund. As a famous religious leader once said “so shall your treasure be.” If you’re looking for a towering stud who’s dripping with money and has a huge penis, then guess what…he’s not going to make you happy. What he will make you is miserable worrying if he is out cheating or if he’ll leave you if you put on 3 pounds. I just think it is funny that so many women on that website are so conceited.
OK, I just realized this sounds like I have been burnt. I have not. I’ve never been rejected on there, mainly because I wouldn’t even bother contacting some shallow hoochie momma. I find the whole thing amusing, because we all know most guys will sleep with just about anything. So of course, any woman that doesn’t look like Mr. Ed’s obese sister will get lots of unsolicited (and I’m sure sometimes disgusting) email. Just please don't let it get to your head.As a slightly older and wiser person, I know quite a few folks my age who let their shallow hang ups chase off true love. We all get old and ugly and soon enough, you’ll be on the side of the road as Stud Man races off in his Iroc-Z in search of some thinner, younger and cuter action.
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