I think enough time has passed for it to be safe for me to tell this story. I think. I hope.
And if not, well, the damage has kinda already been done.
So a while ago I was working on my real identity* stuff. Rebuilding it.
You see, back when people started to actually read this blog, I realized that it was too damn easy for people who knew me to find it (if they really, really wanted to). And, in fact, a couple of the men I dated found it (and that didn’t work out so well). I decided it was in my best interest to make it damn near impossible for that to happen again. So I deleted every social media account I had, for my real identity. Bye bye Linked In, adios professional blog, goodbye everything. EVERYTHING.
But now things have changed. I’d still like to keep a line between my blog and my life, but it’s important to my business that I rebuild some of that stuff. So I started to work on it a while back. To rebuild.
Now, I’m usually an awesome multi-tasker. But I’ll admit that sometimes I let myself take on too much and get overwhelmed/overloaded. One day, a while ago, I was doing a few things at the same time. My computer had a half dozen windows open, my tweetdeck was popping up every 4 seconds with some new urgent thing I needed to look at and I was listening to a conference call. One of the less important things I was doing was rebuilding my Linked In account.
There were a few people in my gmail account (my personal email) who I wanted to add. So I let Linked In have access (because I’m a lazy cow and couldn’t copy and paste the individual addresses). Well, instead of sending to those few people, somehow in my highly distracted state I sent invites to everyone in my gmail address book.
THIS WAS A VERY BAD THING!!!!
I never actually log in to gmail. My gmail is sent to my mail client with all of my other email accounts. It’d been a long time since I’d cleaned out my address book. And gmail has that pesky habit of adding everyone you email to your contacts. So every guy I’ve dated for the last few years (including M, I’d blocked him from contacting me but forgot to purge him from my contacts) received a Linked In invitations from me. Not to mention all of my family members and random friends of friends.
Oh yeah, it was funny. M replied immediately. I deleted/blocked him. One guy sent me a nasty note. Several men added me to their networks, but I removed them from mine (I couldn’t even remember who some of them were/when we dated). And a few sent pleasant notes, none of which I replied to.
I guess I could’ve seen this as an opportunity to reconnect with some of the guys from my past. The ones who replied. Maybe give them second looks. Or maybe try to work them as business contacts. But, no. I spent the rest of that afternoon/next day re-closing doors. Sometimes accidents are just accidents -> not opportunities.
And now for a little music, because I’m old and love this song.
*It’s an open secret that Simone Grant is a pen name. If you didn’t know, now you know.