So you're not on Facebook yet because....
As I sat on the beach near our summer residence, I was joined by one of my most favorite seasonal friends. An attractive, delightful, intelligent, middle-aged working mother (not unlike myself, but she has a "REAL" job.) As we brought each other up to date with regards to the trial and tribune from the winter months, I asked if she was on Fb.
"No! Why are you?" she asked (leaving me feeling I was about to confess to something shameful.)
"Yes!" I firmly and confidently stated, and then fell over myself justifying my blog/website (cough cough).
Further into the conversation, I began to see that some people are actually smart enough about themselves to know that the "succubus of time" possess a real conundrum. I genuinely heard that she had already cultivated a list of people she was curious about. She had also already played through the drama of being "friend"-ed, but she was not keen on sharing a "reconnection" nor (much more importantly) wasting too much of her time and denying herself that time with the actual people in her present life by jumping into a cyber networking site.
If I could go back to January (when I first embarked) having her "awareness," I do not think I would have "jumped in."
The low hanging fruit issues are easy...I confessed to "ignoring" some "friendship requests" and further revealed my awareness of some of my own generated "friendship requests" being ignored. (Who cares?) I went into many of the best and the worst of my experiences, and now wonder...will she plunge?
But, when I came home I thought about "time" ... "wasting time" ... "and denying people of me in my present life." In my case, I can say I am okay with my usage, and feel as in touch with my present life as I ever was. It is definitely something to think about it.
My Fb positives far out weigh the negatives (at least according to the tally sheet I became aware of after today's conversation with my "potential" new Fb friend.) I know there is soon to be diagnosed disorder associated with people putting an inapporiate amount of time in a Fb.com.
"No! Why are you?" she asked (leaving me feeling I was about to confess to something shameful.)
"Yes!" I firmly and confidently stated, and then fell over myself justifying my blog/website (cough cough).
Further into the conversation, I began to see that some people are actually smart enough about themselves to know that the "succubus of time" possess a real conundrum. I genuinely heard that she had already cultivated a list of people she was curious about. She had also already played through the drama of being "friend"-ed, but she was not keen on sharing a "reconnection" nor (much more importantly) wasting too much of her time and denying herself that time with the actual people in her present life by jumping into a cyber networking site.
If I could go back to January (when I first embarked) having her "awareness," I do not think I would have "jumped in."
The low hanging fruit issues are easy...I confessed to "ignoring" some "friendship requests" and further revealed my awareness of some of my own generated "friendship requests" being ignored. (Who cares?) I went into many of the best and the worst of my experiences, and now wonder...will she plunge?
But, when I came home I thought about "time" ... "wasting time" ... "and denying people of me in my present life." In my case, I can say I am okay with my usage, and feel as in touch with my present life as I ever was. It is definitely something to think about it.
My Fb positives far out weigh the negatives (at least according to the tally sheet I became aware of after today's conversation with my "potential" new Fb friend.) I know there is soon to be diagnosed disorder associated with people putting an inapporiate amount of time in a Fb.com.
Labels: wasting time...
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