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De-Be-Friending
January 28, 2009 | Category: In My Life
I've been spending time on Facebook lately. So, duh, what else is new? I'm still all gosh-gee-whiz about the mix of high school, corporate, real life, and online contacts all gathered in one place. It sort of feels like how the Internet used to be. Back when Gore had just pulled it out of the oven, fresh and steamy.
I have a beef, though.
An itty, bitty little beef. One I am soooo feeling funny about admitting.
Here it is: I don't get the de-be-friending thing.
One day I noticed that my number of "friends" had decreased overnight. I went looking at the list, up and down, and scratched my head. I could see who wasn't there anymore - I just didn't know why.
I started writing the person an email; "did your Facebook break? You seem to have fallen off my friend list." God saved me from making an ass out of myself by taking down the Internet before I could send it. ('Cuz God does little things like that, just for me.)
By the time systems were back up, a real-life person had set me straight. "Hun," she said. "Don't send that email. People will de-friend and be-friend left and right. Lots of people will friend you just to look at your info and then drop you again. It's the way it is. If you make a fuss, you'll totally look like a dweeb."
She said that; dweeb.
I didn't believe her. So I asked an acknowledged expert in the field: an actual college student. (Yes, free-range.)
"Don't sweat it," he advised.
"I'm not sweating anything. I just want to know why."
"You don't get to know why. It's not your 'why'."
"But they dropped me!"
"Yeah, it happens."
"But they DROPPED me!"
"What are you, 12?"
So, in my expansive research I have discovered that the no-ask no-tell policy of de-Friending on Facebook is just a long-standing bit of culture. One that has given rise to some interesting behaviors. Not to get all Margaret Mead but it started making me curious.
"So, will they re-beFriend me?"
"Depends."
"On what?" I was a little outraged. This felt like when we were voting for peer advisor, back in college. It was a perked-up job, with a patina of aloofness about it. People who wanted the the job would screw themselves if ever seen actually lobbying for it.
"If you run into them at a party or something, maybe they'll send you a friend invite again. Otherwise, it's on you."
"To do what?"
"Get closer to them in real life so that they'd want to know you on FB."
Oh. God.
I am, in the words of our beloved Indy, getting too damn old for this. Which may be the point. This is a medium originally created for college campuses.
So people you don't know, friend you. And people you do? Unfriend. And in between, well, a world that sucks too much of my time and still leaves me a little curious about the why. (Or is that just me?)
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