Why Did I Block and Report You?

Grinding My Teeth at the Nerve of Some People

Every once in a while, some douchebag who thinks I’m as naive as new snow makes a smarmy comment on one of my articles, and joins my newsletter.

Problem: they have no profile pic, the comment is a gross mix of fake admiration for my post, and then comes a disgusting request to be more than friends.

Right.

Like I’m going to let THAT sneak under my radar. This old broad has seen too many rodeos for that to go un-noticed and un-blocked!

From having been on social media since it appeared, my it’s-a-fake sense is not only the size of Mt. Whitney, its sensitivity would make a seismograph seem like a kindergarten toy made with legos.

You just ain’t gonna fool me.

First thing: block.
Next: report.

If you want to try to fool us, get yourself a believable profile pic.
Make up a name I can believe (Jimmy John doesn’t get it).
Make a decent, sensible, supportive comment.
And for heaven’s sake, leave off the disgusting let’s-be-friends BS.

Of course, now you look respectable.

How about you give it the old college try and BE respectable?

Or is that too much work for your lazy-ass ripping-people-off-is-more-fun-than-being-honest mindset?

I detest deception, on any level. Don’t you dare try it again on me.

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