One of the things Google thought I needed was: to date Jason.
So I was all snarky about Google and it's stupid thoughts about my needs. No shit, right?
Tonight I got a new twitter follower named, dun dun dun, JASON.
I actually got the heebie jeebies when I saw it.
The main reason I tweet is because my dad tweets. We drop little tidbits about our life on each other. It's nice.
Until today, my dad was my only follower. I don't do clever or interesting tweets. 140 characters is not enough room for my fabulous powers of expression (uh-huh, I said it, you know you were thinking it). I never expected to have any other followers.
So I was about to go to bed, but I had to figure out who this Jason was and why he was following me on twitter. I imagined some crazy pedophile because I mostly tweet about the kids.
Turns out it was MUCH more sinister than that.
Jason turned out to be a make-crap-loads-of-money-on-google-spammer.
Well played, Google. Revenge is a dish best served cold and all.
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