I’ve also been rather obsessed with the fact that I am being stalked by advertisers. I am not naive. The fact that I am being followed in the cyber world is not exactly a shock to me, but since I am not usually an avid online shopper, the extent of the stalking has never been very obvious. I mean, sure, when I was planning our Disney trip, I started noticing that Disney deals were magically popping up on my home page (how serendiptious, not!) but that was pretty limited.
This time, though, it seems much more personal. First, you must know, that since I don’t have a Facebook account of my own, from time to time, I will go on my mom’s account to catch up with relatives. It was on one of these occasions that I noticed that the NYDJ cropped pants that I had blogged about, had appeared in her feed. Weird, I thought. Then, recently, after searching for sandals for my sons, since since sandals are something you can no longer find in stores (at least, not in the North East), I went on my mom’s facebook page and boom, there was an ad for the same darn sandals. I called my mom, concerned that my computer was somehow connected to her Facebook and that all my shopping habits were being bared to the world as advertisements. She had noticed the same type of pattern.
Then, I went on my brothers website, Ride the Pine and boom, again, another ad for the exact same sandals and jeans I had searched for just the other day.
My first thought was, wow, why would my brother have an advertisement for women’s clothes when his site is geared towards men? And, then, it hit me, these ads aren’t popping up for everyone, they’re popping up for me.
The shirt I searched on Banana Republic, here it is on another blog I read, on sale (too bad they don’t have my size).
The random store that I never heard of before, After School (the one next to the Nordstrom add), that I popped on to see if I could find our chosen pair of sandals for less, all of a sudden, has become a major advertiser on all my searches, even on my beloved weather channel.
Hell, look what popped up when I googled how to take screen shots for this blog post! Do you see the top of the page? I have clicked on almost every one of these items. They’re stalking me.
It’s crazy! And kind of scary, because once I came to the realization that these ads aren’t popping up for everyone, just for me, I started to feel like I was being watched and I don’t like it.
Frankly, I would really like everyone, but me, to get out of my freaking computer. I don’t want to believe, what I already know, that I am being tracked, monitored, and in this case, catered too, a little too much, for my taste.
(And a little sun while I’m in Bermuda wouldn’t hurt too much, either.)