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What was I thinking? I am now a member of facebook.
A few weeks ago I was trying to track down a friend to let him know my whereabouts since we hadn’t communicated (and we usually do so by e-mail) since I arrived here. I know what city he lives in, I had heard he changed jobs (but I checked that newspaper Web site anyway) and then I went to good ol’ Mr. Google. That’s when my journey began. I entered into a world unknown to me. And, mind you, I was most cautious in doing so. I am now a member of facebook. Now, for the record, I have never been into a chat room (don’t even know how to get there) and I had no desire to start a myspace page. Here I am — and not at a tender age either — being asked to accept as “friends” former co-workers and people I went to high school with — and that was more than a few years ago. Surprisingly enough, facebook isn’t just for the 18 to 25 set as I had thought. After having been inundated with “friends,” I now find myself wondering: What was I thinking? A positive to this scenario is you have to confirm a “friend” before he or she is allowed in to your page (I guess that’s what it’s called). I’ve always been of the opinion that those who need to know where I am do — because I’ve shared that information at my discretion. The Internet has certainly changed any chance for anonymity, especially when you’re working in a public venue. On the plus side, I’m learning about some young reporters I worked with, catching up on their new careers and one recently had a baby. And, as the Logan (W.Va.) High School Class of 1974 gears up for its 35th reunion next year, it’s good to get notes from some classmates I lost touch with after graduation. My “profile” is pretty boring — this goes back to the what I’m willing to expose about myself. Those who know me well will agree that I’m not modest and I will ramble on and on if given the opportunity. I still haven’t totally convinced myself that participating in facebook is a good move, simply because it’s unchartered territory for this old girl. It is, however, a new adventure of sorts. But, given my pick, I’ll take the telephone anytime.
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