Dinner table discussion at my parents' house last night: Facebook. My parents are both on. Although this exchange perhaps illustrates the fact that we probably use it very differently:
Me: "I hate when people you don't know try to friend you without any sort of note -- like 'I'm friends with so-and-so,' or 'We met at that thing' or something."
Dad: "Yeah, and then you see that they have, like, eight or nine hundred friends."
Me: "...Um ... I have eight or nine hundred friends."
Dad: "No. You don't." (Pause.) "You might have nine hundred Facebook friends, though."
Yup, the quality of what we call friendship will never be the same -- until the next social network 'thing', of course. I give FB less than a year before it does a myspace or myface or whatever the hell that site was called -- Fickle, fickle, fickle -- worse than what's hot to wear in gay bars.
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