After nearly two weeks on Facebook, I have come to the following conclusion:
When I joined the Zuckerberg lovefest, I set up a personal account for family and friends of family, but I did not plan for much interaction. Instead, my intention was a public page to which visitors could subscribe and experience my twaddle. What I failed to foresee, however, were the ‘friend’ requests.
As Facebook users know, one doesn’t ‘friend’ a public page, only a personal page. But as a ridiculously private dork, I want my personal page to remain just that—personal. Not that I’m posting wild images of myself partying with scantily clad men, but on the occasion I do fling up a family photo for Grammie or Auntie to see, I don’t want the World Wide Web also enjoying the view.
I’m sure friend-seekers understand my hesitation, but nonetheless, I feel like a crotchety scrooge clicking the Ignore Friend Request tab, despite an accompanying explanation and redirection to my public page.
But trust me, nothing on my personal page begs viewing. Just ask poor JM McDowell who got sucked into a ‘friend’ request my first day on Facebook. At the time, I didn’t understand ‘friending’ vs. ‘subscribing’ and thought I was invoking an invitation to subscribe to my author page. Being the gracious soul she is, she accepted, and as such, she’s suffering tales of Pumpkin Patch volunteerism and Rubin family game night. Sorry, JM, but at least it’s a sleep aid.
So, for your protection, I’ll offer this warning. To avoid capture in my personal Facebook snooze funnel, don’t try to friend me. But please, feel free to subscribe to my public page. I’m open arms over there.
Good. That’s settled. But I still have my twin identity problem. You see, I created personal Carrie Rubin and public Carrie Rubin, and like the dum-dum I am, I used the same name and profile pic for both. As such, I’ve been ‘liking’ pages with personal Carrie, which is probably what summons the ‘friend’ requests. Instead, public Carrie should be doing the liking. That way, folks are directed back to my page rather than my threadbare personal profile. Indeed, it’s time I sort this crap out, lest I lose all you lovely folks in the process.
So what’s my point? Who knows? But suffice it to say, just because I’m a mean Facebooker, doesn’t mean I’m a mean woman.
I want you to know that.
If you’re on Facebook, do you ‘friend’ everyone? Are you able to draw boundaries, either online or in person, or do you worry about offending people?
Cartoon images from Microsoft Clip Art