My reputation as a Phantom fanatic is spreading, like waste from an overflowing cesspool (GODDAMMIT I should have thought that up in time for the Bulwer-Lytton contest. Oh well, next year). As none of you will know, I posted an entry on Facebook back in November, ranking all the different film versions of Phantom, imparting my indisputably expert opinions on each (who could forget such classic academic language as this: "And so like in this version, Erik is sooooooo sweet, you just want to reach through the screen and pet him!! And then Christine is so annoying, but in a very Christine way, so that's okay! I like totally love this movie!1!!111!!!!!"). My but that English degree has served me well.
Earlier this week I received a Friends Request on Facebook from someone I didn't know, with the following message included:
"Hi! I was hoping to read your note about the different film versions of the Phantom of the Opera."
I checked his profile, and we don't have any friends or groups in common. There is the possibility that he found my one post from months ago on the one Phantom group I belong to on Facebook, or he found out about it somehow third hand.
Either way, for the sake of my professional future, it's probably time to start thinking about changing my name. This ranks maybe slightly better than being president of a Star Trek fanclub, but quite a bit worse than knitting scarves for each Harry Potter house.
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