Every morning as I sit with my cup of decaf Earl Grey tea with a spot of bee pollen honey I enjoy the ritual of reading and responding to emails and occasionally I browse Facebook – OK, that’s a lie, I do it daily – to see what is happening with friends and fans. A few months ago I started to get friend requests from people I didn’t know. Perhaps they were new fans? But I couldn’t tell because I couldn’t understand the writing. I brushed this off as some sort of annoying Facebook spam. But the next day I got a few more and then more and then a lot more. Seems like there were a lot of people wanting to “Friend” me.
I tried to ignore it and hoped that whoever was spamming me would just go away. For a day or so I thought it was my Brother pulling some new prank on me, but then I remembered that he doesn’t have a Facebook account. So I got to thinking, who did I piss off? I had no reasonable explanation so I did what any university educated adult would do and I Googled myself. Amazing. I wasn’t at the top of the page nor the second, I was on page friggin three! Just one year ago you could google Diyet and you’d get about 10 results – in the entire world!
To my amazement Diyet searches pulled up pages of things I couldn’t read. But there were pictures and I drew conclusions. “Diyet” followed by before and after pictures of large women in frumpy clothes followed by their transformation images into gorgeous photoshopped models. “Diyet” followed by images of healthy looking foods lovingly gift wrapped with a measuring tape. “Diyet” followed by pictures of obviously overweight people looking very depressed. I finally figured it out Diyet means Diet in Turkish!
It was not a prank. I was not getting spammed. I was Diyet the answer to the Turkish peoples’ weight problems.
Turns out they came to seek advise and ended up listening to my music instead. Bonus! So one day I hope to go to Turkey and play for thousands of adoring fans – maybe at a Weight Watchers convention.