Chatting Sucks

Hi there kids, today we’re going to bitch about chat rooms and chatters. I have some serious problems about chatting going through my head and I am going to put them down on this page. These aren’t the normal gripes you might get about a chat room, like how some people are mean, or lie or fake their identity. As far as I’m concerned, if I do go into a chat room, I want to have fun. It is a chat room, not a pickup room, or a problem-solving room. I do not want to fall in love with you. I do not want to try and describe what I look like, because you know I’ll just lie anyway. I do not want to tell someone my entire life story, because frankly I don’t have enough time. I definitely don’t want to become your psychiatrist, and if that’s what you are looking for then perhaps your cheap ass should pay the $100 an hour and get it done professionally. I also don’t want to cyber you, because for all I know you’re probably a man just posing as a woman for whatever sick pleasure that brings you. I think chatting should be an enjoyable experience. The one thing I really hate is when I enter a chat room and the first thing everyone wants to know is my A/S/L. These are the same numb nuts that ask for your pictures. What the hell is up with that? It is especially sad on a Friday or Saturday night when all these supposedly hot girls are trying to get you to talk to them. Usually, they are just porno bots trying to get traffic to their sites.

Before Talkcity went out of business the first time, I had already stopped going there. I had a lot of people that I met in Talkcity. The key word here is HAD. Most of these people are no longer around anymore, at least not where I can find them. Some of you hardcore chatting fools may ask why don’t I just go out and find some new chatting pals? Well, I tried, but here are a couple of reasons.

The biggest one is that I’m just plain sick and tired of chatting. When I first got hooked up to the Internet and went into Talkcity, and it was a whole new experience, it was really fun. I was talking to people all over the United States, and sometimes even out of the country. We were discussing life and all that. Now, I have lived at my current house for over 20 years, and I don’t really know my neighbors. I don’t know their kids’ names or if they even have kids, I don’t know about their parents; when they got married; if this is their first marriage or what they do for a living, but I know all about people in California, Pennsylvania and Tennessee. Isn’t that sad?

The second and most important reason that I don’t chat much anymore is that back when I was, I would stay up until 3 or 4 in the morning online. That’s fine if you don’t have anything else going on in your life, like a job or friends. I however do have a full-time job that was seriously being affected by my late nights and friends that I was alienating. I don’t want to get into a situation like that again. It basically became an addiction. I couldn’t get enough of it; it was my fix.