FUN WITH A STALKER
Copyright 2017 by Lori-Ann Willey
Living a public life off the grid via Facebook and other social media outlets is fun and educational, too. Hubby and I love our lifestyle. It is unique with unique circumstances. We are a privately owned camp, as in we do not have rental units, but on social media avenues like Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, etc. we are quite public. I am to blame for that, as hubby posts very little. People say we are an inspiration to all walks of life. I don't know that to be true, but who am I to argue. Tee Hee
However, being so public about our lifestyle and our doings, etc. we've had a few issues. Some openly show their envy, while all others are quite respectful and appreciative of us and our ways. However, every once in a while, we'll have a bit of an issue with a stalker. I use the term quite loosely because I do know that we, er, I, somewhat set ourselves up for such a thing by being so public on Facebook, especially.
With that being said, some people display creepiness. To follow everything that is posted and show appreciation of the postings is one thing. I mean, I do put stuff "out there" to be seen by anyone who wishes to see/read such things. I get that. What I do not get ...and this is where the creepies come into play is when someone creates a Facebook account and copies a lot of what I post. Sometimes it is almost word for word. It is especially creepy when that person doesn't live off the grid as they claim. So, now, we are getting into a red flag zone as far as character goes.
When the person copies my writing style, types of photos, and posts the same immediately after I post, those red flags are easily noticed. If they weren't sitting somewhere ON THE GRID while pretending to the world they live off the grid and/or actually doing, seeing what they portray, I could be a bit more tolerant and my patience a lot more. However, when not living off the grid, but posting as they are and copying my posts, that is when I wonder if they have serious issues, are stalkers, are living out a fantasy life online, or are doing nothing more than mocking my lifestyle. Honestly, sometimes, I think it is all of those and quite obviously so. Last I knew, I wasn't a paranoid person, so I don't think I'm being hyper-sensitive.
So, this morning, I decided to have fun with it all. That's all I can do at this point because social media is just that. People can pretend to be anyone they want. Who's to know? To me, it is quite obvious ...to others as well. But, whatever makes those people happy ...I guess. Who's to say anything about that? People can live their OWN lives and this is my exact point. Character "theft" is not illegal, but it is immoral ...to me anyway. People have their little games that they play. To each is his/her own, but I wished they felt more comfortable in their own skin to be themselves instead of trying to be someone else. Would be nice if they were honest about who they really are without pretending to be someone else, too. Some people are dramatics. I think honesty is the best approach to everything in life, but that could just be me and how I was raised.
As a result of the above, I took the lyrics from "It's Hard to be Humble" song and twisted it in a fun egotistical way of a mockery of my own. For, if one cannot laugh at themselves, they cannot laugh at anyone. Right? Might be easier to listen to the actual song to get the rhythm of the stanzas below, 'cause my poetry is not very desirable. In this case, it's the fun that counts! Have fun and laugh with/at me!
Oh Man, it’s hard to stay humble
When you have as many Followers as me.
Each morning I can’t wait to get on Facebook
To see how many people love me.
To follow me is to love me
I must be a hell of a saint.
Oh Man, it’s hard to stay humble
But I get along the best that I can!
I used to have a boyfriend,
But, I guess he just couldn’t keep up.
With all of the love-starved men
That no longer love their sheep.
I guess I could find another,
But I think they are all afraid of me.
Who cares? I never get lonesome
‘Cause I have all these critters at my feet.
Oh Man, it’s hard to stay humble
When I have dirts upon my feet.
I can’t wait to look at Facebook
‘Cause I get more Followers off the streets.
To know me is to love me
I must be a hell of gal.
Oh Man! It’s hard to stay humble
While sitting upon this (coffee) Pot seat.
I guess you could say I'm a hermit
A woman, big, tough, and the best.
I have lots of people who love me
Because I put life and critters through a test.
Some folks say that I'm egotist
But first I’d have to know what that means
I guess it must have something to do
With my skimpy tops that bulge at the seams (I gleam).
My boobs they are big ones
But aren’t they all in all the same?
When I bend to tend the garden
I must first play their gravitational game.
Oh Man! It’s hard to stay humble
When women want my fame.
They like how I get my hands dirty
Just don’t ask them to do the same.
Some think I’m a disgrace to my gender
While they sit all tidy and clean.
From their sofa of plush comfort
They want to be just like me.
So, they create a Facebook profile
And pretend they are another Me.
They want all of my Followers
Well, we’ll just have to wait and see.
Oh Man! It’s hard to stay humble
When one wants to be just like me.
Daily, she can’t wait to see my postings
So she can sneak in and be a faux me.
My stalker wants contact from a TV show
So the world will be in awe of her.
But first you must live the life you claim.
To be faux means you are just like them.
You need to get off your butt
And realize what’s the real deal
My advice to such people…
Get off Facebook and become something that’s real!
Get off Facebook and become something that’s real!
