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Adventures on AFF-The beginning.
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Adventures on AFF-The beginning. I've been on Senior Sizzle long enough that the statute of limitions i up for any an all crime that may have been committed...  Actually i decided to write this because i ran into someone i met on Senior Sizzle, YEARS ago the other day...2 screennames ago, even. The meeting inspired me to write this, initially, because i couldnt remember WHERE or HOW I'd met her. She'd become a friend and we drifted apart because she got married and her new husband was uncomfortable with our relationship. Which brings me to one of my main points. "Senior Sizzle people" are just people.....that you happened to meet on Senior Sizzle. TO categorize or generalize people on here because they're on here is stupid and hypocrisy. YOU are on here, idiot. Real world people are on here and there presence here doesnt dictate or even indicate ANYTHING else about them except that at one time, they were adventurous enough to sign up. When i first signed up, the CHAT ROOM was the thing that held my interest the most. I entered the room and was greeted by some people that are still my real life friends to this day. I signed up and filled out my profile. And when i did, I naively put "separated" up as my marital status. Lawwd what a mistake that was. A gaggle of the evil and self righteous moral minority attacked me; accused me of being with my wife and cheating; of being a coward unwilling to get a divorce... all of this within minutes of me entering the chat room and knowing NOTHING about me. The truth of the matter was that i was actually separated and we were on our way to divorce. We would remain married on paper for 3-4 years but ONLY because neither of us wanted to pay for the divorce to be final (yeah, things were actually THAT contentious). I had been less judged by holy rollers than i was in this chat room. Nestled within the lines of texts of the judgmental prudes we the friendly posts of 2 women who are my real life friends to this day. As a single father that had custody of my 2 sons on the weekends, my weekend social life was non existent for the most part, HOWEVER, on the weekend of a custody dispute, there just so happened to be a meet and greet scheduled in the PHILLY area. Mostly to get my mind off of not seeing my that weekend, and only partially to meet the people id been chatting with, I decided to go. Id told some room members that i was coming and they in turn told me where the group was and who to look for. The crowd and noise from the Bar/Club seemed like it would chase the (then only) cybernerds that were in the chat room away. It was kind of surreal<b> meeting people </font></b>that had formerly just been screennames... But i met plenty. Some were a good 10 years removed from the pics on their profile. Some were far more attractive in person than you would have thought from there pictures. Some people i "knew" without having seen pics of them from how much their chat room demeanor MATCHED their party/meet and greet demeanor. We partied. We laughed. We resolved some chat room beefs; some amicably, some, just agreements to disagree. The night was winding down... and i was prepared to go home...after sobering up at a diner.. except.. Some people from the group had hotel rooms across the parking lot from the club... Always open for a good time, I went. The absence of the music and darkness had chased away the carefree party goers and replaced them with self conscious awkwards. Some of the "life of the party people" had paired off and left; some of those that remained had the rejected pallor of jilted lovers. Party games were played, but it was obvious to me that the party had at the club...somewhere around 3 am, i went home |
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