A word to the wise: If you fall out of love, don’t break up in a public place, lest you face the laughs of the Internet.
An ambitious Tweeter named Andy Boyle was sitting in a Burger King when a young couple began to fight loudly and dramatically for all their fellow dinners to hear.
Mr. Boyle, a web developer for the Boston Globe, did what any tech-savvy type would do. He got out his phone and started live-blogging, offering the world’s voyeurs a play-by-play breakdown to rival any professional sports announcer – complete with photos, video and audio clips.
A sample of Mr. Boyle’s tweets:
“Baby,” he says. “I only say these things because I want you to be a better wife.” The restaurant does not believe him.
She thinks it is unfair that he gets to play video games and she has to clean when “his mother” tells her. We agree.
“If you loved me,” he says, “you would want me to be happy.” We notice his argument is not swaying her.
Eventually, after publishing other intimate details, Mr. Boyle reported that the couple “sorta hugs” and departs.
Is live-tweeting these personal moments immoral spying? Or are people who are engaging in intimate activities in public getting their just desserts?