Looking for Love in All the Wrong Places

The other day while going about my Second Life, I witnessed a couple of incidents showing how difficult communication can be, especially between men and women. The first occurred when I was out dancing with my friend Boye Jervil at a very nice jazz club. Nearby was another couple who had just met up and were getting to know each other. Mr. X was quite a newcomer to SL and not terribly familiar with the dances at the club. He was also not familiar with some of the other pitfalls of SL.

Mr X: would you like to choose the dance
Ms. Y: oh ill let you do the honors
Ms. Y: take a slow dance
(They begin to dance –HH)
Ms. Y: but this is nice :)
Mr. X: this is my second time at this club
Ms. Y: i haven been here a couple of times
Ms. Y: i think 5 or so
Mr. X: its loverly
Ms. Y: very
Ms. Y: this song is best for a slow nice one lol
Mr. X: is this dance working for you or do you want to change it
Ms. Y: change please to something slow
(Ms. Y seems anxious for a slow dance-HH)
Ms. Y: do u like this one? (meaning the dance-HH)
(She then comments on the dance-HH)
Ms. Y: u kissing my hand lol
(They continue dancing-HH)
Ms. Y: oh your kissing me
Ms. Y: lol
Mr. X: am i
(Mr. X, being relatively new, is not entirely sure what is taking place-HH)
Ms. Y: just look
Ms. Y: see?
Mr. X: well the avatar are getting along
Mr. X: *s
Ms. Y: and we?
Mr. x: look good so far
(Ms. Y begins to change her outfit, first putting on some wings-HH)
Ms. Y: woops
Mr. X: wings
(She continues to change, but appears to be having some trouble-HH)
Mr. X: something happened
Ms. Y: i dunno
Mr. X: i think these (there's-HH)been an error
Ms. Y: hold on
Ms. Y: can u see it>?
Mr. X: the wings yes and a black dress
Ms. Y: cool
Mr. X: thats better
(Ms. Y continues changing, as if searching for the perfect outfit in her inventory-HH)
Ms. Y: what tha!
Ms. Y: i got some greenish thing on.
(Mr. X takes a look at his partner and discovers something unexpected-HH)
Mr. X: whats goin on here
Ms. Y: lol
Ms. Y: im adjusting my clothes
Ms. Y: cause i like black
Mr. X: your looking like a man
(And a naked man at that, fortunately without attachments-HH)
Ms. Y: excuseme?
Mr. X: good bye wierdo
Ms. Y: OMG
Ms. Y: this was not on purpose!!!
Ms. Y: what the f***!
Ms. Y: what tha f***!!!
Ms Y: I was a girl!!! (not a lady -HH)
Ms. Y then disappeared, all the while protesting s/he was a girl.

Later on in the same day, I was in Hyde Park and witnessed the following conversation.

Mr. J: how much money to bet..to show boobs?
Ms. A: oh my
Ms. D: sod off
Ms. E: hahahaha
Mr. J: i bet 50$ what do u think?
Ms. A: I think you need to find somewhere else to be
Mr. J: okey
Mr. J: last offer 100$
Ms. A: and yet, he's still here
Mr. J: he who? (Mr. J appears unclear on the concept-HH)
Mr. J: okey
Mr. J: 500$....that my finnaloffer
Ms. D: *sighs*
Ms. A: pfft
Ms. E: omg and yoiure seriously 27? (they had previously discovered Mr. J was 27 –HH)
Ms. A: lol
Mr. J: yeahh
Ms. E: you act like a 12 year old
Ms. A: lol
Hibiscus Hastings: that's his IQ
Ms. A: lol
Mr. J: because im in virtual world
Ms. A: easy now E, maybe he's a virgin
Mr. J: hmmm
Ms. E: ohhhh ofcourse ( doh)
Mr. J: yeah
Ms. A: he doesn't know any better
Ms. A: lol
Ms. E: lol
Mr. J: im a virgin
Ms. A: kk
Mr. J: u not a virgin?
Ms. A: omg....
Mr. J: omg..
Ms. A: I can't take it, I'm going
Mr. J: sorry
(Ms. A begins to say her good-byes to her friends –HH)
Mr. J: i got to go also
(Ms. A’s friends try to convince her to stay, but RL was calling and Ms. A had to leave –HH)
Mr. J: go with sadnest (sadness –HH)
Ms. D: aww ok laters then bye:) (this was said by Ms. D to Ms. A)
Mr. J: in my heart
Ms. A: bye ladies
Mr. J: sadnest (sadness –HH) in my heart
Ms. D: you will have a pain in the backside if you don't stop

It isn't easy finding love in the virtual world.

Hibiscus Hastings