I genuinely enjoy small talk.
Therefore I genuinely enjoy Omegle - sometimes.
Because I genuinely dislike hanging out with perverts in places where I feel uncomfortably old.
Therefore I sometimes genuinely don’t enjoy Omegle.
But it’s like gambling.
I paste the same line into every new conversation: “Hi - Just so you know, I’m a guy. And I’m not interested in sex. I’m just making conversation.”
Because most of the time, a conversation on Omegle is with 15 year old boy who wants to talk his way into seeing boobs - so that intro allows me to bypass all of that, and it allows him to carry on with his evening.
But for every 24 kids that disconnect with me and/or call me a faggot, I get one guy who convinces me to watch The Purge, and then talks with me about how awesome that movie actually is as I’m watching it. Or a gay guy, who thought he could turn the conversation into something sexual, but tells me he’s actually really happy that he didn’t after we’ve talked about how important high school was in our lives.
But Omegle is notorious for being over-the-top, ridiculous and terrible - and it’s basically where lonely people go to die a lonely internet death. And it’s pretty embarrassing to be on Omegle because no one believes you’re not on it to see boobs - but I really do like small talk. I am genuinely interested in what you went to college for, and I want you to tell me about your favorite childhood pet.