Facebook Courtesy

Sigh, I might come off sounding like a bitch after this entry is done but I don’t care.

First and foremost, the ultimate most important rule to follow on Facebook when adding a friend is to tell the person, “Hi, I am blablabla we met at blablabla”

Adding Strangers on Facebook

Though I myself do not practice it all the time, but I only leave it blank when I am very sure the person knows that I exist in their world. This is unfortunately not the case for some ignorant fools on my Facebook list.

My criteria to add friends are:

1) We must be acquaintances in real life.

2) If we are merely online friends, I’ll add you because I know of you online. I’ve probably read your blog, you’re probably my customer or maybe you’re famous. I would then just add you but I wouldn’t comment on your FB because I am not thick skinned like that. I am merely enjoying the thrill of having a celebrity on my facebook. *squeals*

One of my major pet peeve is adding people whom I think they are my junior. Or a blog friend. I can’t possibly remember every name and every face right?! So I just add for fear of hurting that person. I mean, who would want to feel insignificant in another person’s life right? Though clearly some people should be bitch slapped with a list of do’s and don’ts when it comes to Facebook, but we’ll get there soon.

My classmates and I roughly know almost all our juniors but it is difficult to remember everyone 100%. So when we see, “Oh okay, these are the mutual friends. Should be juniors lah.” Then turns out that these are some hometown kampung friend of some classmate/junior who goes around adding everyone from my course. Stupid or not? We keep getting tricked over and over and over again. Please keep your desperate friends locked up in some facebook cage app.

And there are a few default pretty girls on my Facebook whom are ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS mutual friends of mine and some random greasy Ah Beng asshole who has nothing better to do but add girls on FB. Personally, I think these pretty girls should be above this. If plain janes like me can spit on Ah Beng hamsap lous, they can do so much more. Like, say, click ignore and don’t bring this wretched creatures upon the rest of the female facebook population.


Commenting on Facebook Statuses/Photos/Updates

Nobody died and made me queen of facebook courtesy but I’ll just tell you what I think. I don’t really care. I’m in a bad mood today.

I’ve deleted people who made stupid/lame comments on my facebook. There was this one old lady whom I thought was a blogger friend who commented on a range of my photos. I was washing Chee Kiang’s legs for a fish spa and I was  posing with my (then) new car. Her comments insinuated that I was on all fours, being a slave to Chee Kiang, scrubbing his feet and when I posed with my car, she’ll cluck away going “oh kids these days are so spoiled”. I can’t remember my retort but I let her have a piece of my mind and then she deleted her comments straight away. A few other photos also lah, I can’t remember.

Firstly, if you’re older than me by at least 7 years right, think whether your comment is funny or not.

Secondly, THINK with your BRAIN whether we are close enough to  be talking like that or not.

Friends who have reached a certain closeness have the unwritten permission to talk with no barriers. You know, you can do without the politeness and the “so how’s lifes”. Coz you see each other every freaking day at school or at yam cha sessions every other month or maybe back in high school, you shared a very close friendship filled with insults and practical jokes.

Of course it is okay for mere acquaintances to leave a funny comment here and there.

It has to be:
1) Relevant
2) Uninsulting
3) Actually funny

Another old lady (what’s up with all these old ladies) saw some photos I took when I was in Terengganu for my oral health posting trip. I wore a skirt which was just an inch above my knees. Very decent for my standards, no one said anything when I was there.

This stupid woman, whom I presume was from Terengganu coz she was damn proud that I went to visit Terengganu or some bullshit like that, said “Isn’t your skirt a little short?”. This is coming from a lady whose facebook profile pic was of her naked shoulders. I can only hope she was wearing clothes lah. So I was like, “I don’t really care”. And she’s all, “Clearly.”

Last I checked, my mum didn’t even say anything. So who is she to comment on my dressing? Dumbass.

I also have a friend who …deep down.. I’m sure is a really nice fellow. He isn’t exactly aware that the way he communicates is kind of like invading on our personal space. He used to comment on almost all my statuses. The comments were embarrassing because people on my facebook would be wondering why is this fellow leaving all these comments on Jolene’s statuses and most of all, why don’t they make sense?

It got to a point that I was seriously too lazy to respond because I just didn’t find them funny at all. I deleted him and the poor guy asked me why I did that. I mean it hurts to have to deal with it this way because we even met in real life before.

Yes I know that statuses, photos and stuff on FB is free for all. It’s my fault that I added all these people on my FB, yes I know that. But what I’m trying to put across is that there has to be boundaries to follow. So it’s just too bad if there are some strange people  lurking around our facebook. But anyone who ‘understands how it works’, would know where to draw the line.

If you realize, people who see each other often or those who belong to a clique are the ones who would interact with each other most on Facebook. These are the people who would be in the same photos on Facebook and who would throw comments to and fro the entire day, making the rest of the gang laugh. Obviously someone who is not close to the gang could ‘like’ the pic or maybe say something funny. But he must not think that it is okay for him to insult the person in the photo like how the rest of the gang does. You don’t know how the system works, don’t pretend you do.

Facebook statuses are other updates are less personal than photos hence it is okay for anyone to comment.


Tagging Me In A Note That Has Nothing To Do WIth Me

When I don’t even know you.. I don’t really care what you have to say. Usually it’s some lameass heartwarming story about friendship, love and worst of all, religion.

I usually get tagged by close friends with those 25 or 10423948234 random things about me notes. I don’t think I’ve ever responded to any. I do want to, but I never seem to get around to it.

My computer is slowly dying on me too, it takes me ages to click on something for it to appear. So imagine the annoying feeling of seeing a gmail notification telling you someone who is practically a stranger tagged you in a note. Obviously curiosity gets the better of you right, then you go and see what’s the note all about. Bloody waste of time.

I’m not trying to be all elitist and eliminating potential close friends. Those who know they can talk without holding back, know it. I mean if we have thrown a few jokes around, we’ve reached that level. If I’ve never even said Hello to you before, that’s how you know I don’t appreciate the sudden inclusion in your list of friends to tag/comment unfunnily on.

Yes, i only have three. Feel free to add on.

I’m damn sleepy.

Before I climb into bed, one more tiny rant. Blog-related this time. Yes I am proud that people google for things that they fancy and manage to get some information on my blog. One thing about doing advertorials, people immediately assume you know everything about the product. Like fuck I know why there are korean words on the handphone’s keypad. Best part is, after asking their questions, they ask me to email them my answers. Wah lau you my boss issit. It irrirates me because why can’t THEY email me? Why must I email them about things they want to know when they are not my superiors/customers but random brainless strangers from the internet?

Long time never get flamed already, maybe I’ll get some when I wake up tomorrow morning. Goodnight world. Wah shit 5am already, somemore meeting customer at 11am tomorrow. Damnit.