Last night, a birthday party for Tasha, Michelle, and Patrick. Good food and good people. Can't want for better.
The conversation went, inevitably, I suppose, to Facebook. Ann, Jeremy, Andrew, Tasha, Paul, Patrick, Michelle spoke freely. All complaining, grumbling, thinking one of them should design a new--what?--site or something with a wider range of options. And while I can't quote or give precise attribution, and while I don't know all the apparatus and jargon of Facebook--not having my face on that book--I will try to report. I think the conversation needs reporting.
Andrew, Paul, all, in fact, wish there were options to express disapproval or rejection or even hatred, not of the people but of what they say. (You can't say your exact response, in other words.)
Things that should be replies get into status. (I think I got that right.)
Patrick has let loose of 30+ friends, with great relief, but is afraid some will come back and attach themselves to him again or want to know why he doesn't want them as friends anymore.
I guess the "friends" issue is the big one, as in, "Who is this and why should I be friends with this person?" Or "Why did I say yes in the first place?" (I think.)
After several minutes I said, "So Facebook is a prison." They all said, "Yes," and this with enthusiasm. But they're all back on it today, no doubt.
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Best thing I ever did was limit my facebook friends to relatives. I have 34 friends, and I'm related to 30. Yes, I wish I could reject certain people and not have to deal with the consequences of hurting their feelings, but I've got my friends list mostly under control. I have a stock message I send to friend requesters who aren't family.
I really liked Justo and his wife (and I hate that--man's name and "wife" but I can't remember hers and I do his because I just got an email saying Justo wants to be my friend on Facebook), but I don't want to have him/them facebook me. Another of the "blessings" of this is I can't NOT be on facebook. Help!
I deleted the Facebook at the beginning of this year. The best thing I have ever done! If anyone really cares about my life and wants to keep in touch they can email me, or just call me (i know that is unrealistic because no one has portable phones that they have with them at all times)!
Yeah, right. Who ever heard of somebody carrying a phone around all the time?
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