As I've said many times before, I spend much of my free time creeping around on Facebook. And that's how this story begins, with me waking up to my Josh Ramsay ringer Monday morning at 7 o'clock and rolling over to check Facebook on my phone. As I was scrolling through my news feed, I came across a relationship status change, with several "likes." Like any good snoop, I moved my thumb to click the link to see who had liked this new relationship.
And I accidentally liked the comment myself.
Panicking, I quickly unliked the status.
And lay there staring at my phone, terrified.
What had I done? Would everyone who liked that status before me receive a notification letting them know I had also liked it? If they did, they'd definitely know that I was creeping. And then what would they think? Many of the likers I didn't know, but one I did. What would she say?
And the person's whose relationship status changed, what would he say?
Man, I felt awkward and I wasn't even out of bed yet.
I wish I could say this is the first time this has happened to me, but it's definitely not. The worst thing is that I always accidentally like something when I'm super obviously creeping. Like when I'm sliding through profile pictures. It's pretty clear that I'm creeping on someone when I like a picture posted in 2006. Or when my Internet lags while I'm scrolling down the page and I click on something thinking it's something else. For example, I once tried to click on the name of one of my close friends, and accidentally liked a status talking about how someone's beloved pet had died. Whether or not I unlike it, the petless person got a notification letting her know that I am a heartless, terrible person.
Plus, I swear I always accidentally like something on the profile of someone I don't actually talk to in real life. There aren't many people like that on my Facebook, but like everyone, I've got a handful of people who I don't actually know, and keep around because they're entertaining/insightful/post funny pictures of themselves. It's always stuff on these profiles that I somehow end up liking and feeling like a moron. And whether or not I unlike it after my mistake, I always imagine the person's face when they stare at their computer screen and think, "Why the heck did Tonaya Marr like the album of photos taken with my grandma at Christmas?"
I can't be the only one who does this... right?
Tonaya Marr sometimes introduces herself to people as Tomaya Narr. It's really confusing for everyone involved. If you also have trouble in social situations, e-mail Tonaya/Tomaya at tonaya.marr@gmail.com or send her a tweet @tellemarr.
