A little over a week ago, I quit Facebook. I don’t know how long it’ll last. I have done this before and went for six weeks. I started to miss it. I think this time I’ll last longer. What is the difference between now and a few years ago? Ironically, more social networks.
Okay, there’s a pet peeve of mine. When did this new stuff become “social networking”? Hasn’t the phone been a social network for ages? And what about the local bar, haunt, pub, dog park? But you know what I mean. A few years ago, there was pretty much just the Facebook/Myspace options with a smattering of Twitter. Now there’s Get Glue, Instagram, Pixable, Words with Friends, Draw Something, etc. I’ve quit only Facebook. I think the difference is that Facebook lets me know too much about people.
Knowing too much about some people. Oddly, the people I miss on Facebook are the people all those sociologists would say aren’t my “real friends”. You don’t realise how much you don’t know about people until you know them in real life AND on Facebook. I missed not knowing the little things, which are what we catch up on when we catch up, right? But I am not catching up with people because I don’t miss them. I know what they did, when, and where. I basically got off Facebook so that I would miss my friends and want to catch up.
Ah, but I have a problem there.
Many people I enjoyed on Facebook were people I met through blogs, comments, etc. People I don’t really know too much at all. I got to know them more through Facebook, and since I am never in their city to catch up, I don’t feel that void. I have seriously thought about rejoining but under a new email AND with the caveat that I don’t add people I see face-to-face ever. We’ll see. I have found that since I rarely watch TV and am now off Facebook, I’ve written more lengthy emails and have posted twice on this nearly extinguished blog.
I used to spend my time on the train on Facebook to spare my limited time with Manboy, but now I’m emailing and writing this post.
If you ride, walk, or jog as part of your commute to work, I cannot tell you how great a wireless keyboard and iPad (or any tablet, I’m sure) are.
And this is my morning office. The early trains away from the city do not pack a crowd. It’s usually just me by the time I get to my stop. Earlier in the ride, I’ll have the pleasure of several tradies and a smattering of drunks who waited for the first train to go home. Honestly, they’re much more entertaining than the suits I see when I catch a later train.
So. Catching up. It’s what I do when I quit Facebook.