It's (strangly) exciting to me when I see a friend request on the FB.
Who will it be? Should I click on the link and find out, or revel for a bit in the somebody-likes-me-ness of the moment? I think back over the day and try to suss it out. Did I really mention FB to that dad from the kids' school...
So click the link... the reveal, it's like Christmas morning. No, maybe more like the holiday grab-bag party--you're never quite sure if yours will be a stinker. But with more time to react.
To accept or not? We make little decisions every day. In the end they add up; make us who we are.
I know. It's the FB. Get a life, right? But when you've made all the decisions, clicked all the buttons, the FB (somewhat smugly, I think) displays the message:
"You have no more friend requests"
Today is one of those days when it's hard not to infer, " and never will."
