What we have is a result of the Internet. From a chatroom on MSN (#30s1) to be exact. Go ahead .... Laugh and say "OhMyGawd No Way!" .... I sure as hell did. I've never believed in net romances. From my first day on the net I've done nothing but make fun of those poor saps that fell into one. Give me a break! Love over a computer? hahaha NO WAY!
First there was me (Dawncee) - loud, obnoxious, crude, and insulting anyone that got in my way. I figured why the hell be in a chatroom to begin with if you aren't gonna type?! And type I did. I put my two cents into any conversation that I saw fit, whether it involved me or not. Somehow I ended up in the middle of most of the 'chatroom Jr. High bullshit fights'. And Gawd help the moron that pulled me into a private whisper box. I would copy their entire private conversation and paste it out in the open where everyone could see the foolish mistake they had just made by trusting me.
Then there was Marco (Marco34) - quiet, polite, never said anything unless he was asked a direct question, stayed out of every single fight there was, and always sat in the background playing his music. He seemed to communicate his thoughts on whatever was going on with a song rather than words. Yet for as little as he actually spoke, he was always in chat, quietly watching everything.
Even the colors we typed with were as different as could be. I of course used the loudest one I could find, bright red, while Marco chose to use a soft shade of green. We sound like a perfect match so far don't we?
I suppose his quiet nature is what saved him from my evil words ever being directed towards him. Hmmm now that I think about it, it couldn't have been that, because I would make fun of people that never spoke too. Oh well, whatever the reason, Marco and I never spoke. A friendly "hiya or hello" when one of us would enter the room would be about the extent of our conversations. It continued like this for about 4 months.
Then one day he played a song that I liked, one that I wanted. Since I had never spoken to him before, and I knew he had watched how I treated everyone else, I figured that if I wanted this song, I better start kissin' some ass!! So I very politely said something like, "Oh Marco .... could you purty purty please send me that song? Plzzzzz?" He said, "no problem" and sent it to me. Of course the inevitable 'thank you - your welcome' followed. The ice had been broken. So from that point on, any time I liked a song that he played, I simply asked and he sent it. Still no conversations between us, but also no insults, which is a good thing. To me he was just the nice, quiet guy that sent me music. This meant he was put on my 'auto-protect' list. (If I saw anyone give him any kind of trouble, I would very much enjoy giving it back to them, twice as hard) But like I said, he was polite to everyone, so I never got to be mean to anyone on his behalf. Bummer.
Now one thing that I do remember very clearly is the first time Marco made me laugh. I thought to myself "Hey, this guy is cool!" He entered the room and as normal was met with about 10-15 hellos from people. Someone asked him how he was doing, to which he responded, "I just got home from fixing the fucking phones so the fucking people could fucking chat on their fucking computers." WHOA! He was real after all! From that day on, I didn't just see him as the quiet guy who played music. He had a temper and a mouth, and WoooHooo a potty mouth to boot! In my book this quiet MusicMan now had potential as a productive chatter.
Eventually my mouth (or fingers as it may be) got me into trouble and I was kicked out and banned from our chatroom. Go figure! This was the first of many bans that I would receive. But in all fairness, it was not just me. I was close with another chatter, of whom I will simply say, is the ultimate reason for never believing anything anyone tells you over the net. Enough said. Anyway, he and I were both banished from #30s1, so we opened a new room. However, we needed people to come play in our room with us. We started inviting people from #30s1 and Marco was one of the people that came. Maybe it was because it was in a smaller room (only about 10 people rather than about 30) or maybe it was because all of the people we invited were regulars that he knew for a while. Whatever the reason, Mr. Quiet Marco finally opened up and let loose. OhMyGawd he was funny as hell! I just about wet my pants from laughing so hard. One of the nicknames that he used was "PopeSmokesDope" - talk about balls! It eventually got down to where it was just the 3 of us in the room, and we stayed for a long time just laughing and having fun. We even managed to get Marco to insult other people! Yay! Continue |
