As some of you may have figured. I bailed on the Facebook.
I won’t bother with all the incidentals. Facebook isn’t necessarily an evil thing. Security issues, business ethics, time wastage. These were all issues affecting my decision to leave.
Also though, consider this: I sit in front of a computer 8 hours a day for a living. Then, on most nights, I go home, eat dinner, put the kids to bed, then put in another 3-5 hours in front of the computer doing freelance.
I’m tired of sitting in front of the computer. Really. Tired.
I wasn’t enjoying Facebook anymore. It was a chore.
It had started as a break from work.
“Well, if I’ve gotta be in front of this thing, let’s at least see what’s going on.”
At some point it ceased to deliver any enjoyment for me. And being that I sit in front of the computer as much as I do, if you want me to spend more time in front of it, sacrificing precious real world time, you’d better really be bringing something to the table, and Facebook wasn’t cutting it.
I’d check in and my people who I hadn’t talked to in years were telling me that their goldfish died or what I should think about politics.
You know what? Perhaps there’s a reason we haven’t talked in years. No offense, but really if we were such good buds, we’d have maintained contact the old fashioned way. Good luck, Aquaman.
I came to understand that, really, I was Facebook ‘friends’ with some people that I probably couldn’t stand for 5 minutes in person. Um. No. Thanks.
Increasingly, the people I was most curious about are the ones who’d never post anything.
People I once respected surprised me by inundating me with Farmville or Mafia shit.
Really? For real? You? Fucking c’mon.
Save me the ‘but you can hide them’ and ‘you don’t have to be friends with them’ speeches. I’ve heard ‘em. Deaf. Ears.
I used to write a lot more before I had a Facebook account. Hopefully that will return. Facebook became a cop-out. A crutch. My real-world relationships have suffered. I don’t call people. I don’t write letters. Lame.
So that’s it. Adieu Facebook.
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One Comment so far. Leave a comment below.Hahaha! First thing we differ on is that I do fully believe FB is the devil. Like you, I don’t do all the games, or hugs, or ‘ville’ du jour. I have enough REAL work here that needs to be done. The best thing it did for me was quell some curiosity – go on a friend’s profile and search those friends – check out pics, that kind of stuff. Learning that the former Hell’s Angel is now born again and they preppy girl is shoveling horse shit for a living. I limited my friends and still find myself annoyed. My account will be closing soon, and I’ve only been on it about 2 months or so. Ok, so really the ONLY thing we differ on is that I do think it’s the devil. Good call on your part.