Friday, February 26, 2010

Facebook fail

When I first set up my Facebook account 2 1/2 years ago, I set my privacy settings high.

The reason at the time was due to a strict work policy.

Basically it was found out that people who worked for our company were creating fan pages and using the company’s logo on the site, which was a huge breach of their privacy agreement that every employee signs upon hire.

And on these pages they created they were talking smack (did I really just type that?) about the company and some of the management team.

The company didn't take it lightly and some employees were terminated.

The other reason was I wasn't sure if I wanted people working for me seeing things about my private life.

I had some employees send me requests and I felt very uncomfortable accepting them.

So I didn't.

I made myself invisible.

Only I could add you as a friend.

It was a little lonely.

Gone were those days where you would log in and see a friend request waiting for you.

The excitement of someone from your past wanting to catch up with you was gone.

So I un-stealthed myself and changed my name to one that wasn't so familiar.

If you know me, and know me well, you know that my first and last name together have been used as a 2 syllable nickname for years.

So I took B's last name and Viola, I am back in business.

Until tonight.

I still don't get many friend requests, and that's okay.

There is something to be said about that saying why people from your past didn't make it to your future...

I didn't like the friend request I got tonight.

I don't understand how after almost 20 years he could have found me.

And then I perused my friend list and saw two possibilities.


My quasi-anonymity is gone.

I know that it is silly to be angry that he found me probably by riffling through their friends list but still.

My profile picture doesn't even look like me....Unless overnight I turned into a pair of red mittens.

I feel a little hypocritical venting like this for basically the entire world to read but I still feel slightly anonymous.

But what if he reads this blog?

I don't want him here, (I DON"T WANT YOU HERE!) learning about my life, my kids, my friends, my family, my hobby.

I don't.

But I am also not willing to give this or Facebook up, because they are my two minute Mommy time out breaks when I need them.

And I do need them.

I just wish that Facebook didn't give me up.

Now if it were MarK Ruffalo sending a request I might feel differently.

And now my other secret is out.

My movie star crush is Mark Ruffalo.

Worse things could happen right?


  1. Stoooooooopid facebook. and really, what a dumb fuck nut. Yes I just said that! Just let me know if you need me to open a can of cyber whoop ass on him! I know you're laughing now and that's the point. love ya! xo

  2. I'm over it.....Apparently I am an emotional blogger :)

  3. I feel like I am the only person out there that hates facebook. I have an account, but never use it and let my friend requests pile up. People have found me that I never imagined would. I agree, it's unsettling. Don't give up your release. You deserve one. Just don't acknowledge the people you hope to avoid. Maybe they'll get the hint...