November 7, 2007
It’s been decades, scores even, since someone asked me, “Will you be my friend?”
But now it’s happening weekly, and I don’t like it.
Some of my friends and business associates have been sending me invitations to join their Facebook, the “online social network.” At first I was flattered, and even took them up on their offer of signing up for their page.
I was intrigued, watching my 15-year-old son spend hours on Facebook, updating his page and leaving notes on his friends’ sites. It’s how teens make plans, socialize and tell their life stories, such as they are. They don’t even talk on the phone, they just text.
So I gave Facebook a try. But after taking the time to view my friends’ sites, reading their daily, or sometimes hourly postings, it soon got to be too much work to keep up with all the happenings in their lives.
Yes, I can appreciate their pithy thoughts about their favorite movies and books, or the dozens of photos of their cute kids. But please don’t send me automatic alerts to your latest posts, I don’t have enough time now to keep up with my work e-mail “in box.”
I wish that I never answered the first Facebook invitation because, others have told me, once they created their page my name somehow popped up as one of their potential friends. That’s scary.
So, friends, let’s remain friends, and don’t invite me to be your Facebook buddy.
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mm56 (anonymous) says...
I'm with you. Although in another 5 years we may be embarrassed together that we didn't jump on that wagon when it turns out that Facebook is the new e-mail. For now, that is a chance I am willing to take. I barely have time to check out this cool website. My mom always taught me "be interested - not interesting," and I'm going with that!
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