Today, I spent my morning experimenting with communication and talked to bros, gals, funny messages, rude people, masturbaters, the lonely, you know, Chat Roulette.
I don’t want to talk to a bearded 23-year-old, and of course, nobody else did. So after a few rounds of being “next’ed” by my chat partners, I went into hiding and tried to communicate using only my hands. For each partner, I pasted “communicate via hands” into the chat box and then waved. Of course, a few people flicked me off. But.
One person let me do a five-part lecture using only my right arm. A girl from the Ukraine did a finger dance on the table while I gave scores (“thumbs up, thumbs down”). And then a lot of people thumbs up’ed me.
I spent the remainder of my Chat Roulette giving tours of my apartment and showing the view out my window and into New York City. Tour participants included: a man from Chile who sang a verse of ¡El pueblo unido jamás será vencido! with me, a Chinese student in California, and a young man in Berlin.
Long live Chat Roulette!
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