No I Will Not Accept Your Child As My Friend On Facebook And Other Facebook Annoyances
I am not a parent. I do not say that I know how to be a good parent but I can tell you that the one thing that my child would not be doing is “friending” the adult friends of my parent’s or even be on Facebook at ten years old. I don’t understand where these misguided parenting decisions come from but that’s not the only thing annoying me as of late on Facebook. However, it’s a good jumping off point, as they say. No, I will not accept your child as my friend on Facebook and other Facebook annoyances – Don’t Get Me Started!
It happened weeks ago and yet I still see it every time I log in. A friend whom I’ve known for quite some time, had her daughter try to “friend” me on Facebook. At first I was just sort of shocked, staring at the name and photo of the cherubic girl in my inbox. I didn’t understand and I still don’t. Now I’m not saying that my Facebook page is something to be ashamed of but I don’t want a ten year old to have access to my blog entry about the reasons why I could never be a male prostitute. I write for an adult audience and I’d like to keep it that way. The annoying thing is that the parent we’re talking about knows and has read my blog. But that’s all beside the point. The point is that I don’t understand why a child is on Facebook or why they might possibly need to be on Facebook. What? Do they have friends from kindergarten that they haven’t seen in three years trying to reconnect with them? I’m going to go way far out on the limb and just say that I don’t think kids should be on Facebook. And although I know there are “privacy settings” I could enact that would keep the girl from certain aspects of my Facebook life, the point is that I don’t think I should have to do that much work and while we’re on the subject why IS that stuff such work on Facebook?
When I signed up for Facebook everyone told me how much easier it was than MySpace or any of the other similar sites. When I first joined, I “allowed access” to every snowball thrown at me or any quiz or piece of crap my friends sent. I had no idea how they affected me on Facebook so it was sort of a non-issue but two years into it and those pesky invites to stop animal cruelty in third world nations are becoming increasingly annoying (though I still just hit ignore). And on the rare occasion when I do want to stop cruelty in third world nations it takes me to three hundred other pages where I have to ask my friends to be against animal cruelty and I don’t know, bark like a seal or something. Too complicated and so I always just end up not doing anything about the animal cruelty in third world nations. So cruel away third world nations and I’d blame Facebook if I were you for not getting my support.
Someone recently told me that I needed a Facebook page for my website, Some Like It Scott. Well, I created one for myself so how hard could it be to create one for my website, right? Wrong. I got started and the first thing that happened was I added a profile pic and it became the profile pic on my personal page. I don’t know how it happened but all my friends saw the picture (which wasn’t a new one by the way) and immediately began weighing in saying everything from I looked good to “you look like Grandpa Munster…gray much?” I tried to find the setting that would allow me to change my profile pic without notifying the world and there seemed to be no answer to this question. I couldn’t be the only one who felt like this, could I? I went to the help message boards where people who are addicted to Facebook assist you instead of professionals. They tell you what to click to achieve the desired result and sometimes it’s more complicated than putting together furniture from Ikea (but a lot like it, it looks so simple when you look at the picture but there you stand when it’s constructed with the Allen wrench in your hand wondering why you have three extra screws and the bookcase is leaning). I got so frustrated that I just decided that I didn’t care anymore who saw or was notified of the picture change but how would I automatically import my YouTube videos that I create the way that I had set it up on my personal page? There seemed to be no help on the message boards for that one, instead I found myself just clicking away for an hour or so wishing that I lived in the day and age when the Pony Express a-comin’ to town was the way we communicated.
For something that is supposed to be so simple I find it increasingly difficult to do anything on the damn thing. Other than sending friends messages (and quickly deleting friend’s messages who don’t realize they’re posting on my “wall” where everyone can now see their new home address and phone number instead of sending me a message privately) or poking my friends I spend more time being confused, avoiding people who have “discovered” me after us not speaking for fourteen years than anything else on Facebook. So let’s recap, no letting your ten year old on Facebook and Facebook needs to simplify the way it works. Whew, I feel better. No, I will not accept your child as my friend on Facebook and other Facebook annoyances – Don’t Get Me Started!
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