OK, so I’m noticing the ridiculous number of “s/he doesn’t want to be my Facebook friend”, and I have to say “HOLY CRAP! Why not GO OUT and make a freaking friend fer gawd’s sake! Or find out about the next reunion your “friends” have scheduled via Facebook, and GO TO IT!”
Unbelievable how many poeople think their ACTUAL social life has ANYTHING to do with their CYBER social life. Maybe if you got out from behind your keyboard once in awhile, your entire existence wouldn’t revolve around whether some accepted your friend request or not!
Some of us get several friend requests form people we haven’t seen in YEARS, and/or don’t recognize. And now that you can “Reccommend” people to other people, there are always a bunch of requests from people who *might* know you.
Sorry, but in this day and age where viruses and identity theft run rampant, maybe not EVERYONE just “accepts” everyone they don’t immediately recognize.
Just because I met you once at a party thrown by my cousin’s best friend’s roommate doesn’t mean I’ll know who the HELL you are when you send me a friend request!
Grow the HELL UP already! Maybe the people who aren’t accepting you just don’t remember who you are because they only met you that one time you snuck out of your parents’ basement and got dragged to a party on your way to Radio Shack.
This article appears in Nov 6-12, 2008.
The FB creator just assumed the Harvard graduates who it was designed for were mature, intelligent people who’d use it to network and have fun. Once every social and emotional cripple joined and made it the only way to halfway communicate for ten seconds at a time, it became an asylum of passive-aggressive bullshit. Ain’t that a bitch?