She’s a little bitch that
fairy, kind’a like the hit lady of Facebook. However, sometimes a herd needs
culling. And I’ve been on the receiving end more than a few times myself.
“Who the blazes are these
people?” I’d say to myself every time I went thru my “Friends” list. I didn’t
know many of them from a hole in the dirt! I’d put it off long enough, they had
to go!
I know this sounds
hypocritical coming from the LinkedIn whore. (That’s me!) However, LinkedIn is
business site and I may actually conduct business with those connections.
Facebook is a social site, except I have O interaction with all but a few. Too
many strangers were taking up space. Of course anyone whose name ever appeared
on my wall even once was safe, with 1 or 2 exceptions.
People I unfriend, tend to
fall into 2 extremes. Either they are total strangers who completely ignore me
after I accept their invitations, or they immediately ring me up for a private
chat besieging me with annoying and intrusive personal questions. Young guys
from foreign countries tend to fall into the latter category.
I was on the fence about
some. Often, if it was someone from Vero Beach I wondered if I might have met
them at one of the local business networking luncheons. If so, I’m liable to
run into them again and it might prove awkward.
But then I remembered, I’ve
been unfriended by several from these events. And these were people I had chatted
with more than a few times, too. I was taken by surprise when I got the boot!
Probably it had to do with politics. Vero Beach is a strongly religious, Tea
Party town. And I’m that heathen woman who voted for Obama. (Twice!)
However, anyone is within
their rights to unfriend anyone for ANY reason! In the great scheme of things
unfriending is no big deal. Besides, I would rather have 2 good, close friends than
2000 faux ones.
I’ll admit I greatly enjoy
Facebook. Each time I click on, I feel like a kid with a new toy. But it’s tantamount
to living on a diet of cotton candy & potato chips. It’s also tremendous
time suck. At my age time is quickly running out. Time is no illusion when you
are growing older.
It’s remarkable how one’s
perception of time changes with age. During those miserable desk years when my
backside was velcroed to a chair (school & work) an hour dragged by so
slowly it felt like 5 hours. -- Of course back then, I was stuck in a place I
hated.
Now, I just blink and it
seems the whole day is over in a flash! Time is traveling at warp speed, it’s really
scary!
Often, after watching 10
minutes of a movie, I’ll reach for the remote to delete. I’m not wasting 2
hours of my life on this! I’m thinking. But I’ve wasted more hours than that on
Facebook!
Another author insisted I
needed to be there to promote my work. All it has done is to make me less productive.
With all the time lost, I could have written and published another book. Not to
mention I’d have a much cleaner house!
With determination, I’ve set
out to limit my non-productive computer time. And it’s more of a challenge than
I had anticipated. It’s way too easy to lose track of time online! You’re in
another zone, which is wonderful if you are actually accomplishing something,
not looking at videos or reading posts.
I need major Facebook cold
turkey. If I can’t muster up the discipline to do that, I’m seriously thinking
about deactivating. Perhaps that’s the answer, period. We’ll see.
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