Sinking into the Facebook trap
5 April 2009
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by cool dad
It’s been a long and enjoyable day of trekking across Manhattan by foot, taxi, bus, subway, and ferry. I’m tired with a full week of work ahead of me. I should be in bed.
However, I’ve stepped into the pool of quicksand that is the Facebook Web of High School Friends. Recently, I advised Cool Mum not to get stuck in the trap of looking former friends just out of curiosity; that it’s an unproductive use of time.
However, curiosity’s got the best of me, and I’m finding old friends and viewing their friends to find more, maybe older friends. And man, is it addictive.
I’m sure I can find my whole graduating class by the time I have to leave for work in the morning…
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I have a love/hate relationship with Facebook. First of all, blogging already takes up way too much time, so it’s not like I need another online vice. But…
I go back and forth between rolling my eyes at friend requests from people I barely knew in high school to obsessively tracking down every single person I might possibly know and friending THEM.
It’s sick. Or sad. Or perfectly normal. I’m just not sure.
Facebook is my cyberstalking enabler. When I’m on it for too long, I press my ‘May Day’ button, and my husband wrestles the computer out of my hands.