Lost in Cyberspace

Okay, I know that I am one of the last people on the planet to get on Facebook. I have a phobia of social networking. Will I put up the right pictures?  Will I put up the right topics on my wall?  Will I have friends?

So I am reaching out in the blogosphere to answer some of my questions.

  • How come all of my friends’ pictures make them look like supermodels? They don’t look like this when I see them at the supermarket? Is it the “refresh button” that I am supposed to push to make my profile picture look 10 years younger?
  • How many friends should I have? I saw one of my friends had 5427, I had 16 last week. Does this mean I have to go through some sort of cyber hazing process before I get more friends? I am too old to drop and do push-ups on command.
  • My friends seem so much smarter on Facebook. I never knew my poker partner of 10 years read Aristotle. He mostly quotes beer commercials when I am with him.
  • Why do I care what articles my friends read?  Do I really need to know that “the female Corn Borer is having a bad mating season?” I think my friends are getting too cultured for me.
  • Should I be posting pictures of myself in exotic places with famous people like my buds? I once put my face in an Elvis cutout when I was in Graceland…is this acceptable?

I am just so darn confused…does anyone write letters anymore?

Lost in Cyberspace…..HELP!

One Comment

  1. Posted January 9, 2012 at 11:39 am | Permalink

    Hilarious!! I remember resisting Facebook at first too… thinking ‘who cares what my friends had for dinner,’ or ‘why would anyone want to share such private information?’

    Luckily, I got over my fear and love how it ties people together in a way that is hard to describe.
    For instance, today I read that my neighbor’s 107 year old grandmother passed away. I didn’t even know she had a 107 year old grandmother!

    Yet by seeing that on Facebook- I was able to write a little note of support- and my neighbor will know there are people thinking about her. The next step for me will be to make a personal contact, (make her dinner, call her, invite her for coffee… ) but Facebook was the first step.

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