Facebook and me

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I’m not sure about facebook. I’ve got a page which I made slightly reluctantly, but people kept on at me about it till I thought I ought to have one. But then when I had one I get emails saying ‘so and so wants to be your friend’ and half the time I can’t remember who they are. This is not, I hasten to add, because I don’t know them; it’s more because I have a terrible memory. I don’t know if facebook is going to help me with tis, or whether it’s just going to make me feel more guilty than ever.

I think the thing is I just don’t get it. I don’t get this ‘social networking’ thing; I already have a social networking thing going – it’s called my life. I go out, walk down to the village shops, go to church, meet people in pubs. And we talk. Face to face.

Maybe I’m forgetting something.