I won’t be IGNORED, June.

You know on Sunday, how I told you about going to that dinner of many bloggers, and how one faithful reader told me she figured out where TinyTown was based on stuff I said in my blog?

Okay, really? You can't just SCROLL DOWN two posts from this one? You really expect a link? Puleeze, sister.

Anyway, the woman I met the other night was clearly completely sane and a lovely person, and I didn't think anything of it except, "Hey! Good sleuthing!"

But then yesterday while I was at work, a faithful reader who comments all the time and who I feel like I know told me that she, too, had figured out all sorts of stuff about me based on Twitter and people I was Facebook friends with, etc. She said she felt like she had to warn me about it.

I kind of don't want to go into detail, here, because I'd rather not give a tutorial on how to stalk June. But she said to me (well, she WROTE to me), "It was really easy. I know Marvin's real name, even his middle name. I know where you work. I mean, June, it was almost TMI."

Okay, so that freaked me out. Not that this particular person knows so much about me, but, you know, that ANYONE can figure out where I work and Marvin's middle name and that sort of thing. I mean, if you're trying to find us to break into our bank account? Oh, you poor thing. You will be so disappointed if you do that. Go pick on Dooce if you want a rewarding robbery.

Anyway, here is the thing. I am deleting my Twitter account, because somehow it tells you my real name even though I signed up as June Gardens, and here is the part that kind of kills me.

If we are Facebook friends? And we do not know each other in real life? I might have to unfriend you.

I feel like a JERK. But the method my faithful reader told me about involved looking at other people's Facebook friends and oh, I know. I sound like I'm getting too big for my britches. I sound like I'm gettin' above my raisin.

But really, everyone, it is just so I can, you know, live. It's not that I think anyone who is my friend on Facebook wishes to do me in. Really.

And also too, if I ever interview for a job, I really don't want potential employers to somehow find this blog and read "I Dated June."

I feel like a giant jerk. You guys know you're my friends even if we're not Facebook friends, right? Oh, this is dreadful.

Henlulu
Henry and Tallulah are a little down about it, too.

100 thoughts on “I won’t be IGNORED, June.

  1. My husband signed himself up on facebook and then asked me how he could go about NOT having friends, NO pics and NO ONE could see his wall. I told him to close out his account. But he did an even better thing, he signed up his dog with an account and now he has so much fun being the dog’s proxy on fb.
    So if you want, you could have a Tallulah or Henry account for just your blog friends. And keep your “real” account for your real life. There’s options, is all I’am saying.
    Do what makes you feel safe and happy. As long as you keep this blog up, then I am happy.

    Like

  2. I guess I’m just too dense or too BUSY(!!!) to do all that work to find out who you really are. Honestly, who has time to do that??? Go feed the homeless or do some laundry or discover the cure for cancer with all that time, people. That’s kinda weird even for “normal” people who don’t intend to harm you.

    Like

  3. I never “got” Twitter anyway. Everyone posting random thoughts 24/7. If I want that, I’ll call my friend Shar who talks incessently and says every thought that passes through her head, God love her.

    Like

  4. Well that’s sad. I know people can find stuff out about you, but I guess I never cared that much to do anything with the stuff I think I know or don’t know.
    Call me lazy, I just don’t have any energy to pursue that kind of path.

    Like

  5. So if I friend you on FB, you will ignore me? Oh, the humanity!!
    I just looked at your twitter page and I could not figure out how to see your real name. I tried to search my own name and didn’t find it either.
    If someone wants to stalk you, they’re going to stalk you, regardless of Facebook or Twitter or whatever.
    The only reason I know your name is because you replied to comments/emails. You could do like the Nester and have a nameless email.

    Like

  6. Don’t feel bad unfriending people. It’s to protect your privacy, and if they have a problem with that, they’re not worthy to be called June’s friend anyway!
    My FB settings are fairly private (don’t have my maiden name, high school, home town, etc.), and I only accept friend requests from real people who already know my last name, so I’m not terribly worried…but I don’t like that people can find me by looking up my brother and looking at his friend list and there I am. That is definitely something I wish FB would change.
    Hey, maybe you could write them an encouraging letter of suggestion? You’re hard to turn down, June.
    Have a great day!

    Like

  7. *sigh* Why is it people are able to do all this sleuthing and get all kinds of “fun spying” information when I can’t even unlock someone’s profile on Facebook who I might like to “stalk”? (Stalk meaning just wanting to be nosy and see what they’re up to.)
    But this sucks for you. I’m sorry. It’s kinda hard to maintain a fake public image AND have a real identity online as well apparently. I’ve given up. I just (try to) do fake all the time. I totally miss out on FB but then again, I don’t see what all the fuss is about that site anyways. 😦

    Like

  8. My husband has a Twitter account that has no sign of his name on it, so apparently it’s possible. For that matter, it would have to be possible because all those spammers who want me to see pictures of Brittany munching their various and sundry body parts couldn’t possibly be using their real names. (With me, commas are a feast or famine deal.)
    I know where you live, as in I know what town you live in. It’s part of a group of towns that were linked together in some stupid marketing concept. I live in one of the other towns in the group…your readers wouldn’t have a hard time finding out which one. I have to admit I have more of an affinity for your blog than I might otherwise because we are both transplanted Yankees and therefore experiencing this state from somewhat similar viewpoints.
    BUT! BUTTTTT!!!! I am an extremely introverted person and I don’t hunt people up and track them down because I would have to TALK TO THEM IN PERSON. How scary! Besides, every time I’ve tried to shop in your town I’ve become terribly lost. The roads in my town are screwy beyond belief, but in your town they are screwy in a mirror image to ours…or something.
    For Henry’s feetses I might become a stalker.
    And…in that picture? Henry and Tallulah look…guilty.

    Like

  9. I think it’s a good idea to be protective. People are all sorts of bat sh*t crazy. My husband’s a cop. I get to hear all about crazy each night. And people who stalk bloggers on the internet fall into the BSC category. I hope that you can find a happy medium of being protected while still giving the people what they love – and that being pictures of Henry.

    Like

  10. You gotta do what you gotta do. We want June around for a long time in any capacity we can have her. I have seen some CRAZY things happen as a result of putting information out there so I think you’re being smart. No stressies.

    Like

  11. I go back and forth on this. I mean Dooce is right out there with her name and her spouse’s name and her kids’ names. Mimi Smartypants uses her kid’s name, but not her own real name.
    I have friends who keep slipping and mentioning my family and friends by name in Comments. I delete those. I still feel that my family did not consent to have their names on the Interwebz. So I use nicknames for them.
    And I can appreciate wanting to keep a little privacy: if you aren’t bringing me a book deal, then I’m going to keep a few things to myself.

    Like

  12. Wait. You mean “Marvin” and “June Gardens” are NOT your real names? Does this mean that Francis, Winston, Henry and Tallulah are also aliases and their real names are Fluffy, Churchill, Max and Bankhead?

    Like

  13. Well, I’ll just stay a faithful reader of this lovely blog. Since we’re not Facebook friends, I don’t have to worry about you unfriending me. Facebook is such a…weird compilation of people from all different factions of your life. Kind of like being in the same room with everyone you ever knew. Awkward at times, to say the least!
    Remember how a while back you were complaining that no one ever “got” your titles? Well, Fatal Attraction. So there. I know everyone else probably got it too, but I just wanted you to know that I DID notice. 🙂

    Like

  14. I can’t blame you one bit! This is one reason I don’t Twitter or participate in FB, other than the fact I don’t have the time. You are so right, employers do check out you FB account, so be careful dearie.
    Loved the photo of little Henry and Lula!

    Like

  15. Je ne sais quoi…
    Maybe the paranoids really ARE out to get you. Or not. Maybe they just want to smell Henry’s little salty feet.
    But I do wish you had mentioned this before I had completed that damn life size portrait of you for the Paula’s Stalk June Weekend.

    Like

  16. Je ne sais quoi…
    Maybe the paranoids really ARE out to get you. Or not. Maybe they just want to smell Henry’s little salty feet.
    But I do wish you had mentioned this before I had completed that damn life size portrait of you for the Paula’s Stalk June Weekend.

    Like

  17. Je ne sais quoi…
    Maybe the paranoids really ARE out to get you. Or not. Maybe they just want to smell Henry’s little salty feet.
    But I do wish you had mentioned this before I had completed that damn life size portrait of you for the Paula’s Stalk June Weekend.

    Like

  18. I hear you…it is amazing what you can find out about a person on the net! I wouldn’t be offended in the slightest….we all lived with Just Blogger Juen a year ago didn’t we? Honestly Twitter and all rest (although I love it!) is a lot of work sometimes…

    Like

  19. June-da-doodle
    There are more than enough comments here to give you direction regarding FB and Twitter and stuff so I will refrain, unless you want to discuss it live.
    However, let me just point out something. IF someone tried to stalk you, and IF you found out about it and posted this to your blog, can you just IMAGINE the can of whoopass that your faithful readers would open upon said stalker? (Can I run on with this sentence any longer?”
    Moo-koo-koo-choo

    Like

  20. oh, bummer. good luck going back undercover! i tried to use a fake name for my blog but people who know me IRL are in the habit of calling me by my first and last names at the same time when they leave comments.
    plus, i guess amelia isn’t that far from amy. i guess i wasn’t feeling creative that day.
    sorry you got creeped out.

    Like

  21. I always figure if someone really wants to get you – they’ll get you regardless. If we all worried about this stuff we’d never leave the house!
    Mind you I do live on the other side of the globe – so I can’t stalk you!
    All this worry leads to locks on letter boxes and personal shredders in the kitchen. Do you really want to live like that?

    Like

  22. Since it seems to be a problem if someone knows my middle name, I will just tackle it head on.
    Erna. My middle name is Erna.
    Let the stalking begin.

    Like

  23. Oh for god’s sake! So, whoever you are that revealed all this juicy information to June, feel better now? So, you figured it out, wow! Aren’t you Miss Marple! This smacks of “I’m smarter than everyone else and I just have to prove it!”
    GET A LIFE! And leave our June alone! Okay June, fair’s fair. Tell me who outed you and I’ll go after them!
    June I could have figured out Tiny Town, too, you were pretty descriptive in many posts, but who cares to spend all that time?
    Really? You’re great, but gosh all Friday, who has that kind of time?

    Like

  24. Well Crap. I have been posting to my friend (IRL) Kellie@LVD that I needed to comment to you and tell you how awesome I think you are…that I have been reading you every day in what I considered to be a stalkerish fashion…reading and re-reading the post to give myself a chuckle in my day and then started reading the comments and think your readers are awesome too….but never commenting. I have “written” so many pithy, sharp comments – I crack myself up at the wittiness. (I also enjoy the “…” too much – you will just have to get used to that).
    Poor timing on my part – but hey, I’ve never been one to shy away from controversy:
    Hulk, Paul H&B, Erin on the West Coast, the Other Erin, LisaPie, Jan, and The Expatress…LOVE you to pieces too (but not in the Hanibal Lecter sort of pieces).
    Guess I have been saving up because now my comment is crazy long. Sorry, but not really because now you know I am here. 🙂

    Like

  25. I don’t have time to read all the comments, so maybe someone already suggested this, but how about a FAN page or a BYE BYE PIE GROUP on Facebook. Dooce has a group. The Bloggess has a fan page.
    Now, of course I have no idea how one sets these things up, and what the advantage would be, but how big for your britches could you be if we faithful readers all formed a JUNE FAN CLUB?

    Like

  26. Well, I’m not “Miss Marple,” but if my pink flowerdy panties were visible to all and sundry, I’d sure rather have somebody tell me about it, wouldn’t you? And I do believe that I’d take whatever steps I felt necessary to conceal said pink flowerdy panties from idle eyes, and then I’d just keep on keeping on.
    June, remember what Janera said a few days ago! 🙂

    Like

  27. A) I am glad the person told me how easy it was to find me.
    2) As someone who looked at Miss Doxie’s Amazon Wish List, I cannot blame anyone for acting stalkerish. You just get curious and you start poking around on Google and next thing you know you’re finding out Doxie’s a size small.

    Like

  28. Oh, hell. I was enjoying Mss Doxie’s blog and now it’s ruined because June told me she’s a size SMALL! And, really, as a woman of Amazonian proportions, I just can’t go there. Damn the internet.

    Like

  29. You know I was thinking about this last night – Stalker! – and I got to thinking that maybe you could stalk all of us now we’re friends on facebook!
    Hope you’re feeling better after all these funny comments!

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s