dimanche 15 janvier 2012
Reluctant Facebooker
I did it. I finally caved and joined facebook.
I resisted for a long time.
Not because I was afraid of over-sharing (I have a blog for goodness sake) or of compromising pictures of me (I am rarely in such situations), it was mainly that I didn't want to have to deal with "do I friend this person or not? Just because we were in the same high school class, will they be offended if I don't? I haven't talked to them since 12th grade chemistry class. I didn't even know they got married and had twins."
or
"Why hasn't she accepted my friend request? She friended all the other girls on our college cheerleading squad, why not me?!?!"
Or worse, from ex-boyfriends that broke your heart. "If I don't accept his request, then it might show that I'm not over him, but if I do accept, then that means I am okay with how he treated me, and I'll have to look at the photos of him and his new girlfriend. Okay, maybe I'm not as over it as I thought. I certainly don't want to be with him again, but ahhh... what to do, what to do, do I want to share with him the details of my new life?"
What about ex-employers, current employers, former teachers, and all the rest? All these issues that weren't ten years ago. If someone writes on my wall, am I obligated to write on theirs?
I just don't know.
I resisted for a long time.
Not because I was afraid of over-sharing (I have a blog for goodness sake) or of compromising pictures of me (I am rarely in such situations), it was mainly that I didn't want to have to deal with "do I friend this person or not? Just because we were in the same high school class, will they be offended if I don't? I haven't talked to them since 12th grade chemistry class. I didn't even know they got married and had twins."
or
"Why hasn't she accepted my friend request? She friended all the other girls on our college cheerleading squad, why not me?!?!"
Or worse, from ex-boyfriends that broke your heart. "If I don't accept his request, then it might show that I'm not over him, but if I do accept, then that means I am okay with how he treated me, and I'll have to look at the photos of him and his new girlfriend. Okay, maybe I'm not as over it as I thought. I certainly don't want to be with him again, but ahhh... what to do, what to do, do I want to share with him the details of my new life?"
What about ex-employers, current employers, former teachers, and all the rest? All these issues that weren't ten years ago. If someone writes on my wall, am I obligated to write on theirs?
I just don't know.
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I joined Facebook because a lot of my European friends are on it, plus people I cyber-know. So who are you on Facebook and can I add you to the list?
The worst is the "friends" on facebook who have weird beliefs or political philosophy and post constantly. I have unfriended a few, sadly to say. I couldn't take their multiple times a day promoting their narrow points of view.
There's a lot of BS on facebook like what chcmichel said above, but for the most part I love it because it makes keeping in touch with all of my friends all over the place so much easier. Just have fun with it :-)
I couldn't find you. Are you on the French Facebook site instead of Facebook dot com?
Dude. When I stopped blogging, I started FBing and Twittering. For me it was enough: I could give the same funny (to me) snippets and I'd get a conversation... something I had a hard time getting on the blog. My attention span has waned for even reading blogs (also I had the impression that I could be doing something more constructive with my time... which has since proved a lie, but there you go) so 140 characters or less became enough.
Friend me! Let's hang out!