A bizarre chat on facebook

Last night I had a bizarre encounter in a private chat on Facebook. Time was approaching midnight. As I was pretty tired, I occupied myself with googling some people in my immediate network, most notably my husband. To my pleasant surprise (and his horror) my blog comes up on top position on his name. At least I was doing something right (in Internet SEO terms anyways).

Reinout left after this shocking discovery, and I continued my mindless drift through the result pages of Google. Whilst doing so, I heard this familiar, what can only be described as a tap, indicating someone wanted to chat on Facebook. I thought it would R from Florida or someone else on the other side of the Atlantic.

To my surprise, it was….let us call him Mr. X. Mr. X is a friend or business acquaintance (or perhaps both, I am not too sure) of my husband. He was asking if Reinout was awake in a mix of English and Dutch.

I responded that he was working downstairs.

Mr. X asked if I could go and ask him if he would join the GamesCom pavilion this year. I had no objections to this. I went downstairs with my laptop. My husband was watching…..and this is going to put him to shame…..Oprah!!!

I said “Mr. X contacted me on facebook….he wants to know if you will attend GamesCom”

My husband looked at me in surprise. “Why does he want to know that now. Tell him I have sent numerous emails but he’s not responding.”
Reinout was obviously bothered to have been disturbed as he was watching his favourite talk show.

I handed him the laptop. “Here, you tell him.”

Reinout started to type…this is a transcript of the conversation….

23:50 Susanne aka Reinout
hey this is me rein
suus brought the computer to me
I am on skype always offline, but online
send you an email last week
about hosting
so did G

hey where the fuck are you now?

joheo
Mr. X Mr. X Mr. X Mr. X Mr. X

23:56 Mr. X
yes I had a meeting with the guy from the cdn
MM i’m @ home now
23:58 Susanne aka Reinout
cool call 2morrow?

00:00 Mr. X
great
between 10 and 11?
are you awake then ?
00:02 Susanne aka Reinout
sure call my mobile
see susanne’s blog?
see surprised me
00:03Mr. X
ok my bb and iphone died: is it +31 6 xx xx xx xx ?
00:04 Susanne aka Reinout
yes

00:05Mr. X
the blog is disgusting!
horrible
exit rein

As I had been peaking over Reinout’s shoulder, I couldn’t help but seeing the direction the conversation was going in. My blog, disgusting??? What the F*ck did the guy mean? Reinout seemed equally perplexed. “Perhaps he is drunk” he offered as an explanation. Then continued typing…

00:06 Susanne aka Reinout
think so too
no its not
00:06 Mr. X
hardcore sleep porn
00:06 Susanne aka Reinout
shut up suus
she can hardly walk without falling

00:06Mr. X
I sat divorce!
quit
exit
no go

00:07 Susanne aka Reinout

00:07 Mr. X
start over
game over
next level

Needless to say, Mr. X lives for his games, applying the virtual world to the real!

00:07 Susanne aka Reinout
juggmagazine.com

OMG! This was going in a really strange direction, but the worst was yet to come…
00:07 Mr. X
how can she do that to you?

00:07 Susanne aka Reinout
i know

Do what?? He was talking like I had become some kind of aberration, an abnormality, a cancer that should be eradicated and best left forgotten.

00:08 Mr. X
Is the sex still good?
00:08 Susanne aka Reinout
beyond

00:08 Mr. X
OK
00:08 Susanne aka Reinout
thats not the problem
00:08 Mr. X
OK, good to hear

00:09 Susanne aka Reinout
ah well
life goes on
00:09 Mr. X
Rein, next time when you are both on a plane: give her something to sleep and start a shoot in the cockpit with that woman!

Perhaps because I was so worked up by the whole chat that was developing in front of my eyes, I snatched the laptop from my husband and hijacked the conversation….without telling it was me of course

00:10Susanne aka the real me
what do you mean?

My initial thoughts were that Mr. X was proposing to get rid of me. Shoot me, point blank. But the whole airplane scenario didn’t make sense. But then again, perhaps that had to do with his seemingly intoxicated state.

00:10Mr. X
susanne asleep?

I should have answered yes here, but was too worked up by his proposal to shoot me.
00:10 Susanne aka the real Me
but the shooting part?
It sounds interesting
00:11Mr. X
photo shoot
00:11Susanne aka the real Me
Aha, I was thinking of another shooting…hehe
00:11Mr. X
no no
you guy’s! beyond!

00:13Susanne aka the real Me
ok off to sleep, talk to you tomorrow

I left the conversation. Perhaps I should have been prying more into Mr. X thoughts about me, which by the sound of it were not too high in opinion.
We continued to watch Oprah. Somehow she managed with the impossible task of restoring the equilibrium.