As a newbie to it, and older than the typical user, I’m sure, I’m applying the obligatory “The” to show my cluelessness. Still, I have a few observations that I’d like to make:
- It’s pretty fun, and, as Adrastos noted, a big time-vacuum (I told him I thought I was “networking”). But I’ve managed to find my first boss from the Silver Plow in Tulsa. I was 15 and he was 25 and got me beer and took me to midnight movies and generally made me feel cool. Treated me with respect, but put me in my place a time or two too. And that was 25 years ago, so it obviously made an impression.
- I’ve also learned that many of my high school friends are a lot different from me. That’s to be expected, and it’s a good thing, but it was still a little jarring to see a buddy from the old days with his whole family wearing “Consistent Conservative” t-shirts. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.
- But it’s also brought back some memories that I’d rather had stayed dormant. One of the joys of going off to college, and then again to grad school, and then again to a job, is that you can leave the screwups behind and start over, trying to avoid them the second time around. Now this thing comes along to shove that crap right in my face. Therefore, I present the following haiku:
Long repressed misdeeds
Old shame and guilt, returning
All thanks to FaceBook
Ah, well, to everyone in my past, I’ll overlook any of your youthful indiscretions and cruelties if you’ll forgive mine. I’m different now, I promise.
UPDATE: I almost forgot, my most compelling innovation: Instead of calling it “friending” people, I think we should call it EFPIEMing people. This, of course, stands not for our friends, but “Every Fucking Person I’ve Ever Met.”