Facebook. Not my favorite thing. I enjoy seeing the posts from my 17 real-life friends, but the other 852? What are their names again?
A couple days ago a coworker sends me a friend request. I accept. Then her mom sends me a friend request. That’s strange. I don’t think I’ve met her mom, but since I already have 876 friends, who am I to tell a coworker’s mom she can’t be my friend? I accept.
A day later the mom sends me a message,
“Hi Jessica, I received the message that you accepted my friend request, which was really nice of you, but I don’t know you, so I will unfriend you, no disrespect intended. Take care.”
I report all this to my bar manager. He declares,
“So she friended you, checked out your profile and decided ‘no this isn’t the sort of person I want to be friends with.'”
Ah, that's sad. She could have read your blog and learned about you without putting you through that nonsense. Blogs are better than FB.
Lol! You're right. 😉