Omegle is self described as “a brand-new service for meeting new friends. When you use Omegle, we pick another user at random and let you have a one-on-one chat with each other. Chats are completely anonymous, although there is nothing to stop you from revealing personal details if you would like.”
In reality it’s a death pit of adolescent douche baggery, lol speak, insidious remarks and enigmatic come ons, its saving grace is it occasionally facilitates interesting and intelligent conversation with total strangers. This is why it’s as addictive as it is infuriating – you’re always searching for the one – that one non-douche. Mostly however, it’s a place filled with guys trawling for girls, lots and lots of guys trawling for girls.
The concept is simple. Omegle pairs you up with a completely random person in what is the conversational equivalent of a blind date, but way more anonymous, fleeting and prone to failure. A digital tête-à -tête of sorts with a big shiny “disconnect” button waiting too be pressed.
It’s strange, when someone disconnects the conversation I take it personally like I’m way too boring in real life. Mostly though it comes down to the sentences below so I think it might have more to do with my lack of Vagina than my lack of thigh slappin’ ice breakers.
Stranger: are you a guy or a girl?
You: i’m a dude
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
