One time I was chatting with a woman who told me she was single. I’m still not quite sure if she was, but she had a kid with the claimed ex. However, the ex - or whatever he was - found out I was talking to her and left a voicemail threatening me.
I don’t remember what he said exactly, but I do remember one detail. She and I had only talked online and over the phone. I never gave any really location specific information to her, just my first and last name and phone number. In his voicemail, he said “I will find you. I will Google your ass!”
Even now, if you Google my first and last name, you get results about some CEO, not me. I’ve never tried googling my phone number.
Indeed. I know roughly what’s going on because back before I cared about privacy I set up a “Google Alert” for my name. Since my tastes developed, I’m glad he’s there to distract from anything notable about me.
The people who came after me didn’t know that one and started putting their birth year, hometown, etc. into their usernames.
One time I was chatting with a woman who told me she was single. I’m still not quite sure if she was, but she had a kid with the claimed ex. However, the ex - or whatever he was - found out I was talking to her and left a voicemail threatening me.
I don’t remember what he said exactly, but I do remember one detail. She and I had only talked online and over the phone. I never gave any really location specific information to her, just my first and last name and phone number. In his voicemail, he said “I will find you. I will Google your ass!”
Even now, if you Google my first and last name, you get results about some CEO, not me. I’ve never tried googling my phone number.
Send me your phone number and I’ll Google it for you.
Even better - you give me yours and I’ll call you so you don’t have to type it.
How thoughtful, (202) 456-1414
Ah, I was expecting the rejection hotline. It never occurred to me that the White House has a general contact number, but it makes sense.
Yeah, there are people who search for themselves and want an ego boost. I search for myself and hope to find nothing.
Indeed. I know roughly what’s going on because back before I cared about privacy I set up a “Google Alert” for my name. Since my tastes developed, I’m glad he’s there to distract from anything notable about me.