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De-FaceBook

February 18, 2009

I recently set up a personal FaceBook profile to enable me to set up a promotional page for my company. I never intended to actually use my personal profile, and probably never will. Everyone I know with a FaceBook account (most people these days) tells me it is a big waste of time, but they charge forward with it anyway. For me, it really does look like a waste of time, and I cringe at the thought of reconnecting with people I worked so hard at to shake off.

Sure, there are passing impulses of curiosity about how things turned out for ex-girlfriends or defunct classmates from high school. Or finding out whether the pretty, unapproachable blonde that sat in front of me in English class is still pretty.

The truth is, I don’t really want to know. I don’t want my archived memories to be modified and updated. I’m quite content with how things are already registered in my memory banks.

In today’s technological age, my life is full of so much clutter that I spend most of my time trying to manage all the information that comes in. And managing friends can also be difficult. Over the years I’ve whittled my friends and contacts down to the essential few. I still have fond sentiments to most of those outside the essential few, but I think we all benefit from the distance in the end.

So, as each day passes, my FaceBook profile sits there collecting requests from old friends, distant relatives and passive contacts. More than once, I have hovered my mouse over the “accept” button, ready to click the trigger. But my better judgment kicks in to resist the temptation to modify my world.

So, you may ask why I don’t just shut down my profile. I probably will. As I mentioned earlier, I only set it up to promote my company, but even that I don’t have the time or patience to manage.

When I finally do shut my FaceBook account down, I’ll see all those friend requests one last time, their faces short-circuiting my memory banks for an instant. Then, hopefully I’ll return to my happy world of a few friends and the selective fond memories that have survived the passage of time.

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. Bob Jeferstein permalink
    June 2, 2009 5:31 pm

    Hi

    No offence, but you sound kind-of sad when you talk about “fond memories” and your “few essential friends”. Why dont you want to connect with your old class mates?

  2. June 2, 2009 11:12 pm

    No offense taken. I suppose I can see how you might have arrived at your interpretation. The truth is, I’m quite happy with my life, my friends, and yes, the occasional connection with an old friend. I certainly mean no slight to my friends of yesteryear, many of which I value dearly.

    I suppose I belong to a different tribe. One that likes to remain anonymous and in the background. I’m not a networker. I do occasionally seek people out, but it’s not gratuitous.

    I married someone from the same tribe, and I am willing to bet the majority of our friends don’t use FaceBook. It’s not at all a knock on those that do. I think it simply comes down to personality.

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