Partiful, Palantir, and a Crazy Question Someone in SF Asked My Friend One Time

I wouldn't call it beeef. I just find it interesting how limited their privacy settings are. Like, what do you mean I can't opt-out of being visible in every event that I RSVP too? What do you mean I can't prevent mutual event attendees from seeing every event we've both ever RSVP'd to?

Partiful, Palantir, and a Crazy Question Someone in SF Asked My Friend One Time
ironically this is a photo from an article on The Free Press which i will intentionally not be linking. you know what, akshilly, i will. perhaps it will be a nice aht-aht fakeout for the nsa opps. #us250 🇺🇸

The Introduction

Crazy story my friend told me the other day...

For context, a gang of my friends live in the bay cuz they went to school there and now work in "tech" (yuck). Anyways, the story goes.. one day my friends were at a beach party. And this joint was JUMPIN. The people were outside🏖️, california sun was shining ☀️, music was slappin 🎶, drinks flowin🍻, good vibes everywhere✨.

A young man approaches my friend and starts a seemingly regular conversation. They're talking about the party, music, living in the bay, what they like to do, etc.. all regular topics you would expect to come up at a social gathering. And then, predictably, the conversation meanders into what they each do for work (in some circles, every conversation eventually finds its way here). As the conversation begins its familiar descent into the same tired script, the guy does something unexpected.. he poses a question to my friend that suddenly causes the conversation to veer way off the beaten path.

This question has since lived on in our group chats looong after it was first uttered by this innovative interlocutor. He asks...

"Hey bro, what is your social graph?"
👁️ 👁️

Now, i'll be honest with you, this is where I completely cease to be a reliable narrator, because 1. the events in this story occurred 7 years ago 2. i was born into a tradition in which every time you tell a story to your people, the details morph into something slightly more outrageous than the last re-telling and 3. i wasn't actually there 😅

So with that being said here's exactly what happened: at this point the music cuts out, a DJ scratches the record, the whole party stops, and everyone turns around in unison and says to my friend's conversational partner; "AYOO, WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!?!".

i double checked w my primary sources to confirm veracity & am including this as an erratum of omission