My father is on Facebook and it's making me really uncomfortable.
I live in fear of the notification:
YOUR FATHER HAS SENT YOU A FRIEND REQUEST.
You have 0 friends in common.
Exactly.
It's not that there's anything on my page that's especially racy. It's not that in real life we don't have a workable relationship.
This is a very specific sort of Baby Boomer/Gen X kind of dilemma/collision. Can't we just share Bob Dylan?
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My mother joined Facebook and then was scared off by how many 22 year old former students found her and attacked her. After I had to answer 40 questions about how one tags photos, she learned her lesson on her own, quick enough, and I didn't have to say a thing. ;)
Sharing Bob Dylan I cherish; sending each other holly plants for our green patches, I do not.
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