Me: "What?!"
Dad: "Mom and I are friends on Facebook." :)
He broke down and finally activated his Facebook. I don't know what brought this on, but he was shooting out friend requests like it was no one's business. Then he asked me, "So, what's the advantage of being your friend?" I realized at that moment that my father was sizing up my contribution to his friend bank and my donations must not have been holding up very well. Now that he had joined up with the rest of the world, he had to make sure he was a selective Facebooker. I tried to prove that our "friendship" was in fact worthwhile, but didn't make a very good presentation. "You can... keep updated with me and see all my pictures!" He went along with it to satisfy my lame excuses. Really there was no dire need for our facebook friendship, but I was shocked at how slighted I started to feel when my dad was questioning the 'validity' of our friendship. As I thought about it, I would have a hard time arguing that anyone should keep me as their facebook friend. If someone was weeding you out of their friend list, what would you say to keep your spot?
You can stalk me all you want? Greeaaat!
I have really fascinating status updates about
choosing Skippy over Jif Peanut Butter?!
They definitely need an update on my
latest purchase of Vans shoes right??
sarcasm font needed.
Yeah I don't know how many people would be convinced by those arguments. After all, a lot of my friends on Facebook are there for when I can sneak the occasional update on their last vacation, or to investigate their latest boyfriend/girlfriend. The feeling is mutual though, they are friends with me for the exact same reason and that's just fine! Well it took him 30 minutes max to be bored with Facebook and he was done. Maybe next time he gets on we can chat.. you know since we are official friends now. :)
P.S. Remember this song?
Oldy but Goody - Love it.
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