Sunday, February 12, 2017

So You Want to be FBriends

There's that pesky little friend request you've been meaning to send me via Facebook. Maybe you've already sent one and have been ignored. Maybe you sent a second, but also never heard back. I'm here to help.

Are you a relative of mine? Yes? Have we met at least six times over the course of our lives? Yes? You're in.

Are you a relatively local real life friend of mine? Like "friend" in the "friend" sense? Yes? Have we seen each other more than in passing at least six times over the last year? Yes? You're in.

Are you a long-lost friend from my past? Yes? Did we hang out together a lot in our past? Yes? When I come to town, do I make sure I tell you I'm there and make efforts to see you? Yes? You're in.

I can't imagine anyone else in my life with whom I'm not currently FBriends sending me that friend request who doesn't fall into one of those categories.

I'm not the FB user you think I am. I feed my twitter (@patois42) to FB. My FB page is public, so anyone can -- and does -- wander over, sometimes to my great amusement. Follow me on Twitter and I'll follow you back (assuming the follow-back is in keeping with my Twitter rules). Or follow me on FB and you can see all the Twitter crap that feeds into it and the random wholesome FB interacting I do.

Or not.

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