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BUT ARE WE FRIENDS?

Facebook etiquette is a thing, and I’m terrible at it.

As I sat discussing this with two of my friends, one literally laughed and said, “I need to delete some more people”, but not before reminding me of the time we raced each other to do so…

These two friends I will add, have 253 and 101 friends respectively. Not huge compared to most users I’ve come across.

The fate of our virtual friends was based on two factors:

  1. Would we talk if we crossed paths in the street?
  2. Is this person relevant to my life right now?

 

No? Delete.

The fatal flaw in this method is painfully obvious, but at the time it seemed foolproof.

There will surely be some deep-rooted cause to this sort of behaviour, but really I just wanted to post freely without feeling as though I was under scrutiny of any kind. After all, Facebook is for friends, right?

During high school, it was kind of the norm to be Facebook friends with anyone even remotely in your sphere, hence the overload. But there were a few people on my list who I knew didn’t think too fondly of me (can’t win ’em all aye), so surely any dispute was unwarranted?

The flaw I mentioned before of course being that people may re appear in your life later down the track, in which case you look like a total fool and your actions are likely to be noticed. This happened to me. Twice. On the same night. Two separate instances at a flat party I considered myself lucky to have been invited to in the first place. I was straight called out and overly thankful for it.

I confessed, “yep I’m a dick”, we laughed, parted ways, and a day later reestablished our lost connection. No serious harm done.

But let’s be honest, the ‘why did you delete me off Facebook?’ conversation is always going to be an awkward one… As I’d once been told, “in this day and age you just can’t do that”.

Oops, lesson learnt (I think).

Though no malice was intended, it’s not difficult to understand why it could be perceived this way, especially coming from the girl who quite easily takes things personally. Without reasoning, it’s not an amazing feeling to fall victim to another’s purge.

I’m so fortunate to have such diverse friends, and I do my best to constantly remind them of this. In return, they remind me how lucky I am to only surround myself with people who add value and positivity to my life.

But it’s not luck, is it? Because we control the company we keep, online or otherwise.

 

2 Comments
  • GeeGee

    June 9, 2017 at 4:21 am Reply

    Yes Girl !!! 🙂

    • Carla Hastie

      February 13, 2018 at 11:20 pm Reply

      You inspire me Gee Gee!

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