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Facebook Blocking Behavior



Today I am thankful for Facebook blocking behavior,
it shows us where we stand with people. 


Yep...

Steve was upset. 

A drunk acquaintance was saying bizarre things about him.  The acquaintance and I have never shared more than seven words between us. 

And those were.....

Hi, I'm Brad. 

Hello, is this yours?  

At that point, I gave him something I found with his name on it. 

That's it.  

I've spent two days stuck in a room with Brad and 51 other people.  I don't get to talk to him very much. 

He seems to be a rather interesting character who knows a lot about Steve or is making up a lot of crap.  Whatever he said, it really hurt Steve. 

Brad is wealthy. 

Steve and I have a mutual friend who I think is a daughter of Aphrodite. 

Everywhere she goes, men throw themselves at her feet.  Brad has spent the past few days entertaining her. 

Steve went on to attack my Goddess friend on her Facebook page.

Brad attacked Steve quite viciously in order to defend the honor of his lady love. 

I was trying to move the Facebook conversation away from abusive language directed at Steve and he blocked me. 

Then, my friends reported that Steve went on to attack them before blocking them.

The romance is over. 

So....I'm free! 

Within five minutes of complaining about the blocking, another friend asked me out to console me**. 

Wow...

I'm not going. 

The other man is sweet.  He's a good guy and is always helping people in need but

I'm going to nurse my broken heart. 

Love ya,

S. 

**Two hours after I posted this, the friend who offered to console me was attacked by Steve.  He sent me a message to warn me about Steve's behavior this morning but refused to tell me what Steve wrote.

They barely knew each other! 

I'm confused.

My friend is a fitness buff.  He was worried about my weight gain and suggested that I try an organic diet. 

Now, over the past eight weeks, I've lost twenty pounds.  I've lost ten pounds since I took his advice.  I thought I was going to plateau forever. 

My fitness friend was excited for me and posted my results on his page.  He never named me.  Steve made a snarky comment and got himself deleted. 

I can handle time by myself. 

I don't need any one man in my life. 

I'm not sure I'll ever trust Steve to be fully in my life. 

The quickest way to upset me is to harass my friends.  I am quickly getting to the point of never wanting to talk to my friend again. 

Never harass my friends....ever. 

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