The F stands for Fuck Off!
It must be a seasonal thing, but lately a whole bunch of people I've never heard of have sent me Facebook friend requests.
It's really pretty easy for me, I have about 60 friends on my list and that's because I know them in person or at least I have known them online for more than five minutes.
I wonder how it is people I know can list 600 friends or even 6,000 friends, then it occurs to me--they just want to look super popular so they spend hours drafting any one they happen to see on Facebook who might be a so-called friend collector as well.
You know, a quid pro phony arrangement.
I have had some actual friends whom I've resisted Facebook friending as well.
Why? Because they are batshit crazy and I don't want the wrong person associating their crazy asses with mine.
So, I'm sorry Margaret Reynolds, Dennis Stone, Janice Taylor and the rest of you--I don't know you, so why would I want to pretend I do?
Pests.
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Yeah... I just passed up a guy I knew in the third grade. He listed his politics as the Conservative Party, and I thunk, he was a jerk in the third grade, a jerk now. Guess where he lives! AZ!
Pass.
One reason I haven't done the Facebook thing yet - no desire to have to think about the idiots from high school who would probably be deluded enough to think I'd want to be their fake friend. The opportunity to tell them to f-off with an ignore button does sound quite cathartic though.
i am now getting friend requests from Russia and Bosnia - are we hearing "mail order brides"
DCap, you gotta put up a picture of someone else--you're too handsome and it excites the Bolsheviks.
i don't have a facebook account, but i still get email every day from people who can't wait until i get one. the only one i recognize so far is my nephew, and if he can't pick up the phone to call me, then i doubt there's anything very important he needs to tell me.
Facebook is a game for me. I try to get as many big name lefties to 'friend' me as possible. I dunno why but I do. They have never turned me down..but it makes me wonder..do they actually check me out? I could be a murduring wingtard,they don't know.
I am on there maybe twice a month.
My blog/soapbox gets my attention. I love the ability to wax..cough.. poetic and scream at the top of my lungs, so to speak, there.
Dearest Zippy--I just did a friend request on your FB page. I'm glad I did, because the picture of you is adorable. Which kitty is that?
Thanks, Lulu. The kitty was my beloved Nick, who passed on last fall. He was a great kitty with a very laid-back disposition. James and I miss him like crazy, but for now I think a one-cat household is a better option for me and James.
No Facebook for me at all in any way. Where I worked its used as an investigative tool so I know how it opens one up to intruders. And I'm not particularly interested in what anyone's doing 24/7 or in living in the past with grade school acquaintances.
But I'm always up for an in-person chat over dinner with an interesting friend whom I know well and trust.
kz - my daughter tells me the term for those who collect friends on facebook is "friends whore".
now you know the rest of the story.
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