You No Mess With Da Netflix, or Da Netflix Messa With You!
I hate giving out personal information for reasons that are unclear. For the last few weeks, Netflix has been asking me to input my birth year and my sex. Why? They say it is to help them with their records. I don't care. I really don't. I don't give a flying fuck if their records are updated or not with my birth year and my gender.
So, I put 1990 and Female. Right after I did that, Netflix began "recommending" movies like The Lake House, American Pie and every freaking Meg Ryanish romance that has ever been made. Let's be honest. They didn't want my information for their "records". They wanted it to recommend stereotypical Cosmo-ish crap that they expect your average woman to want to watch. And for the one person who might be actually thinking of asking this: "No." There wasn't a single recommendation for a Hugh Grant movie, so you're not normal (according to Netflix) either.
For giggles, I put up an ad on Craigslist to see if I can find someone. I had connected with one woman here who sounded kind of nice, but then she met me through yahoo messenger and proceeded to strip on her web cam. Now, I know some guys would think this is great, but...um...that just doesn't work for me, especially when we haven't met in person yet.
There is one other woman interested in meeting me, but our email exchanges are really slow between us, giving me the impression that it's going to be another situation where we never get the chance to meet.
It's tough being me. Really. It is. Just ask my stuffed animals. They see it every day, and it isn't pretty.
Stumble It!
So, I put 1990 and Female. Right after I did that, Netflix began "recommending" movies like The Lake House, American Pie and every freaking Meg Ryanish romance that has ever been made. Let's be honest. They didn't want my information for their "records". They wanted it to recommend stereotypical Cosmo-ish crap that they expect your average woman to want to watch. And for the one person who might be actually thinking of asking this: "No." There wasn't a single recommendation for a Hugh Grant movie, so you're not normal (according to Netflix) either.
For giggles, I put up an ad on Craigslist to see if I can find someone. I had connected with one woman here who sounded kind of nice, but then she met me through yahoo messenger and proceeded to strip on her web cam. Now, I know some guys would think this is great, but...um...that just doesn't work for me, especially when we haven't met in person yet.
There is one other woman interested in meeting me, but our email exchanges are really slow between us, giving me the impression that it's going to be another situation where we never get the chance to meet.
It's tough being me. Really. It is. Just ask my stuffed animals. They see it every day, and it isn't pretty.
Stumble It!
posted by Duane @ 12:05 AM
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