People like me should Not be on Facebook! When you go to Facebook site to sign up, there should be a giant disclaimer that says: “For tough skin people only! People that are overly sensitive, wear their heart and feelings on their sleeves, and drama queens should NOT sign up!”
Let me explain. Sometimes when I log into my Facebook account, I notice one of my so-called “friends” had a party, with photos plastered all over their ‘wall’. “Why wasn’t I invited?”, runs through my head. Now, I am not saying that I have to be included in everything, and all your events. However, if you know me, you would know that I HAVE to be included in everything and ALL your events! If I don’t get an invitation, I seriously have a physical reaction and according to my husband, it ain’t pretty.
Most likely, I won’t even show up to your party or even want to go, but I want that invitation. I have to know that I am always wanted and needed for everything: organizing protests, organizing a party, planning any and all kinds of events, whether its a birthday celebration, a stake-out or a protest advocating something…
I need to be involved in everything, and anything. The majority of people in my life will say that I have pins in my ass, that I can never sit still even if my life depended on it. That’s my problem. I always have to be doing something. Facebook is definitely not for people like me. It is for people that generally don’t care whether they get invited to a birthday party, they are only interested in accumulating “friends”. The more, the better. They don’t care that they will never speak to them in person, or over the phone, they don’t care about their “friends” lives. Its all about bragging, bragging and some more bragging.
See when I heard about Facebook, I was so excited. To me, it meant that I get to reconnect with old pals from Russia, and relatives that are all over the world. Facebook may have started out that way, but it sure isn’t that way anymore.
It literally is all about: look at me, listen to me, look at my adorable baby at 1 month, 1 month and 2 days, 1 month and 3 days…
Seriously, there are people that do just that! It got so annoying that I started deleting people off my Facebook page. By now, most people know that if you piss me off, I will just delete you. What gets me even more fired up is this: I am at Costco with the family, from the corner of my eye I notice someone that is on my “friends” list on Facebook. I have not seen this person in about 15 years, but somehow we found each other on Facebook. This person looks straight at me, and proceeds to walk right past me like I he doesn’t know me. Don’t you think that if you are on someone’s Facebook page, you at least should come up and say ‘hello’, just as a courtesy? Yes, you should!
I realized that its time I started doing inventory of my so-called “friends” on Facebook, and in the process cutting them lose. I can totally hear you saying right now, “What he hell is the point of having a Facebook account if all you do is complain about it?”. My point exactly… I think its time we parted ways, for the third time…
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