The art of being googlicious
I am a cyberstalker. If I’ve met you, I’ve probably googled your name before. And if I’m dating you, I’ve probably googled, myspaced, facebooked, linkedin, youtubed any combination(s) of your name. It’s common nowadays for employers to background check potential employees, so WHY do I get so much crap when I run a name search for someone I’m seeing?!?
I’m not paranoid but facts are facts. The U.S. Department of Justice estimates that 1 in 5 college women will be raped at some point during a 5 year college span. America has the highest rape rate of all countries that report such statistics. Our nation also houses 76% of the world’s serial killers. I’ve got every right to be cautious! I also realize that I’m probably not going to find out if he’s a rapist or serial killer by the number of friends he’s facebooked or the type of music on an imeem playlist, but I will learn interesting bits about his personality. I promise not to judge on any of my findings, unless I come across a marriage certificate and can’t find the corresponding divorce papers (this stuff is public record, you know…)
Plus, I wouldn’t do anything that I’m not okay being done to me. So, click away and google your heart out. Just make sure you’ve got the right one.
Damn. You got me. I’m a cereal killer (because it’s tasty). But seriously, I’m guilty of the same thing. It’s usually something simple like to figure out if a girl I met is single or not because there’s nothing worse than going after someone who’s taken (or a graphic design major).