Is it me? Do I smell?

1 May

Last night, I realised that it has now been several weeks (at least) since I sent ‘be my friend’ messages to the three or four people on facebook who share my name.

And not one of them seems to have accepted!

Why on earth not? Isn’t that what it’s all about? Obviously, I have misunderstood this social networking getup.

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7 Responses to “Is it me? Do I smell?”

  1. drew May 1, 2008 at 11:21 am #

    My daughter keeps getting emails for someone with the same name who’s a college freshman (freshwoman?) in the US.
    I found her on FB the other day; still wondering if I should say anything.

    (In case you were wondering, my daughters are 5 and 3 but when they were born I signed them up for gmail addresses before college freshmen in the US took all the good usernames. I’ll keep monitoring their accounts at least until they can write.)

  2. carly May 1, 2008 at 3:29 pm #

    i’ll be your friend

    i’ll go look for you now

  3. miriam May 1, 2008 at 7:07 pm #

    at least there are other people who share your name!

  4. Kirsty May 1, 2008 at 7:26 pm #

    I’ll admit to ignoring a friend request from someone who had the same surname as me. I’m not sure why. Weird family things maybe. Not that I think we were related, except perhaps distantly. I’m a bit conservative with the Facebook friend making. Who knows what will happen if the whole world becomes privy to my affection for a virtual pet panda… Oops!

  5. fifi May 1, 2008 at 9:33 pm #

    I forced my daughter to open an account so she could be my friend and I would look really popular.

    That is THE most tragic thing!!!!

    I’m going to look for you now too. 😀

  6. cellobella May 3, 2008 at 9:29 pm #

    hmmm I was sent an invitation once and the friend said we’d ‘hooked up’… unfortunately in facebook language of course that means ‘had sex with’… which is why I didn’t accept.

    🙂

  7. ThirdCat May 3, 2008 at 9:32 pm #

    I made no such assertions in my advances to the other TCs!
    And I didn’t realise that’s what hooked up meant.

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