April 10, 2012
Because We All Have Way Too Many Randoms We Befriend.
At last count, I had just over 500 friends on Facebook, which is pretty remarkable, when you consider the fact that I am incredibly anti-social, and would choose rupturing my Achilles tendon over having dinner with 15 other people.
Now, rupturing your Achilles tendon is a pretty painful experience, but I would choose it. Every time. Well, probably 9 times out of 10.
I would choose the dinner on the 10th occasion just to add a bit of variety. Because the only thing I hate more than socialising with other people, is doing the same thing over and over again.
So the 10th time, yeah, it would be dinner with 15 other people. But I wouldn’t enjoy it.
Anyhoo, besides a few close friends, work colleagues, the odd family member and a selection of nemeses (which is the plural of nemesis) the majority of my Facebook friends seem to be a bunch of randoms I don’t know very well.
Besides you obviously, you are clearly the exception. But everyone else is random.
Every quarter, I do a bit of spring cleaning, removing people I have no intention of socialising with in the near future. This usually involves me clicking on the Friends page on Facebook, and then randomly choosing people with offensive Profile Photos. People with their newborn babies or kids saved as their Profile Pics are usually the first to go, as that is the most offensive. Then it’s people who have images of “clever ”random messages like “I Facebooked Your Mom”. Then it’s people who save photos of other people (usually ugly or severely unattractive people) as their Profile Pics.
Something that is ideal for this quarterly Friend culling exercise is this game on the Hunter’s Facebook Page, which randomly displays pics of your Facebook friends, giving you six seconds to guess who it is. Not only is it quite fun and addictive, but it’s also a great way for me to clean up my Friend List.
Don’t recognise this guy? Boom, I’ve just unfriended you.
And if you’re really good and you know your friends and you somehow rack up a lot of points, you can score a bar fridge as a prize.
The Belgians call this “a Win Win Situation” in Belgian. Which in English, loosely translates to “a Win Win Situation”. Which is exactly the same thing.
Makes you think.
Huh? Don’t get that? Me neither. Just think about it.
Oakes signing off
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