IM Fiasco
Laura Rompf
Assistant News Editor
I'm all about honesty lately, so I'd like to share one of the most embarrassing moments of my college career. One Saturday night last semester I attended my friends' party at Campus View. After mingling a while, I noticed a cute boy and asked a friend to introduce me. He obliged, names were exchanged, and I ended up talking and dancing withthe new boy for a while. By the end of the night, I had developed a small crush on him.
Saturday night ended. Sunday came and went. Monday morning classes passed as usual.
I came home and had a little time to waste before heading to lunch. I listened to my phone voice mails. No unplayed messages. I checked my e-mail. No new mail. I looked to see who was on Instant Messenger. No one to chat with. My friends and I have this wonderful way of adding new people to our Buddy Lists. You can use someone's e-mail address and find their AOL screen name. I thought back to Saturday night. And the party. And the boy. Did he have a screen name?
I typed his name in the ND search engine and copied his email address into AOL's "Find A Buddy." A screen usually pops up asking you if you want to search for the person's screen name, and you simply click "Next." I clicked "Next."
But then another screen popped up. I hit "Next" again. And then, another screen. So I hit "Next" for a third time. "MAUREEN!!" I shrieked at the top of my lungs. "OH NO!!"
A new screen had popped up on my monitor: "Congratulations! You have just invited (My New Crush's Name) to join AOL Instant Messenger. AOL will notify you if they join the service." Apparently one time I clicked "Next" and agreed to to send my crush an invitation to join AOL instant messenger.
Suddenly I received a new e-mail, too. It was a copy of the invitation that was sent to my crush. It read: "Laura C. Rompf has invited you to join AOL Instant Messenger, a great new way to keep in touch with family and friends. It's free, it's fast, it's easy. Join today!"
Talk about traumatic! My new crush was about to receive an e-mail asking him to join this "new" service — a "new" service that everyone on campus has know about for years! I had only met him once and two days later he was about to receive this psychotic e-mail! What was a girl to do?
I could only think of one possible solution. 1-8111. "Hello, OIT."
"Um, yes, I have a problem. I need to you to delete an e-mail I just sent." I explained the whole situation to the OIT operator and begged him to delete the e-mail. He said he couldn't. He would be fired. "Fired?" I thought to myself. "Does it matter? I'm about to be embarrassed beyond belief!" But he wouldn't budge.
I hung up the phone. There was nothing I could do, the e-mail was there, just waiting to be read. I checked my e-mail later that night. No response. Days passed. Weeks passed. Nearly three months have passed. No response. I've seen the boy out a few times. I know exactly what he is thinking: "There's the psycho girl that sent me an invitation to join AOL." Six weeks after I sent the first invitation, I signed on to AOL and a screen popped up: "(My Old Crush's Name) has not joined AOL Instant Messenger yet. Would you like to send them another invitation?" Luckily, I didn't just push "Next." I learned my lesson and quickly clicked "No."
All Inside Stories for Monday, February 26, 2001