Weekly Writing Challenge: Mind the Gap: Facebook To Poke Or To Puke

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Morticia, My Pet in Petville – a Facebook pastime

To begin I could not fill in the questionnaire. Why? Today Facebook no longer gives me food for thought and the choice of items to agree or disagree with did not cover my ideas.

Let us begin at the beginning. Facebook was forbidden on the computer, was blocked in the company where I worked. There were too many having a look in between, posting and liking. Too much valuable working time was lost.

I only really fell into the Facebook world when I was retired. It seemed to be a compensation for my working life. I played games until one fine day I realised there was a real world out there somewhere. Planning a fictitious farm or restaurant was not the essence of life and begging other members for little gifts to help me to complete a quest was not exactly worthy of a Nobel prize. There was housework to do, not just to be fitted in between. I had other hobbies, photography and writing which were slowly being neglected for the sake of a brainless game.

I have belonged to this club of lost souls for about five years. I still belong. No “belong” is the wrong word, Facebook belongs to me. I enter with a name and password. I have gone through a metamorphosis in this world of likes and shares. I used to write things, post photos, write a status with no real meaning. Now I have become an observer, lurking in the shadows of a web site that automatically opens on a tab every day. I really do not need it, so why is it always open on a separate tab? I suppose because it is there.

Something happened a couple of weeks ago which made me think. My other half is not really a Facebook person; forums and social sites are not his sort of thing. He has other hobbies and where my computer is full of photos and blogs, his is full of music. However, he did risk a step into the world of Facebook as being an amateur jazz musician; he could maintain contact with other musicians and jazz lovers. I would call him a reluctant Facebooker. One day he found enough is enough. He asked himself the question “do I really need this rubbish?” His answer was “No” and he left Facebook. This gave me a “poke” to use a Facebook word. I followed his way of departure. A lengthy process, but he did it. The last information he got from Facebook was that he had two weeks last respite before he was eternally banned. To cut a long story short, he made use of the two weeks and rejoined on the last day of his exile. His colleagues convinced him that he would be missed and so he is back.

This got me thinking. Shall I leave? Facebook was becoming a slight nuisance. The daily confessions from the general public, their daily diaries of what they were doing; the declarations of love and respect for this, that and the other were frankly said “getting on my nerves”. Am I such a selfish person that I do not declare my eternal respect for a departed parent or family member for all to see. No, making private public is not my thing.  I could understand my husband completely. I am still there and have not left. The only reason being that I have a couple of far flung relations in other countries, some ex workmates and friends. I also treasure the fact that I can cross post my WordPress blogs.

I have about 700 contacts in Facebook that I do not know and have never met; a remainder of my gaming days.

I realised I would miss some groups I belong to. Various author. musicians and art as well as a group in the area from where I originate in London. Not to mention that my old school has a thriving site with many names belonging to my school days around 1959-1964.

If Facebook collapsed tomorrow or ceased to exist, I would not cry. I would have a couple of regrets, but my life would continue as normal. It just not important enough to spend time on mourning its departure.

For those that enjoy this public spectacle of showing off their feelings, thoughts and beliefs, I wish them all the best; if you enjoy it, then why not. It is no longer my idea of enjoyment.

Weekly Writing Challenge: Mind the Gap

10 thoughts on “Weekly Writing Challenge: Mind the Gap: Facebook To Poke Or To Puke

  1. Great Post! I agree with you, if Facebook were to get dropped I would not be sad about it. As many times as I think about deleting my account, I also think about how I’m tightly wound to social media. It’s an extremely helpless feeling.

    That being said, when I get a job, and become a “grown-up,” I’m off of Facebook for a good long while.

    Thanks for this!


  2. As said, Facebook is just there. I must admit I play a couple of brainless games (Sugar crush and bubble island) on my iPad now and again, but just to fill in some spare time and not with friends or neighbours to help. I certainly do not try to attain the best of the day/week/year. Life is so good without FB


  3. That is exactly what I think too. Don’t feel like giving Facebook a lot of time and cannot stand the way people post personal stuff everyday. It is a different life on Facebook mostly happy which people want to showcase. I also used to play games frequently now that is a thing of the past.


  4. I left FB despite the lovely people I could easily contact through it…this happened almost 5 months ago, I had not felt its absence till I forgot several birthdays… Which in all fairness is, at least for me, the most important service it ever gave me… I am glad I left but now I have to compile a calendar with birthdays so this won’t happen again… Read you soon, Alexandra


  5. Sometimes, I see FB as a toaster. Everything just pops out! I learned to limit my postings to a handful of friends and relatives abroad who wants to be “part” of my daily routines. All others are acquaintances..I had enough of them so I literally shut them off my news feed.
    I can easily group my “friends” in FB into the whiners, the uplifters, the posers and the gamers. The less I come into “contact” with those group that weighs me down, the better goes my day!

    Certainly a great article. Thanks for sharing your wonderful piece of wisdom. Now, that, makes a lot of sense to me!


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