Monday, April 4, 2011

No time to tell you... but I wasn't going to anyway.

You know... there is a very disconcerting misconception that I want to talk to people. People that I have talked to once or twice suddenly want to follow my Twitter feed, befriend me on Facebook, or stalk my phone number changes.

Actually, I don't mind Twitter. I don't really mind being friends on Facebook. What creeps me out are people that have never met my son and want to befriend me to see his pictures and videos.

... wait, what?

To clarify: My mother and I created a Facebook page for my two month old son. All of our family is on Facebook, and it's easier to have one place to put his pictures and videos along with a place to "post" about how his day is going, than it is for everyone and their brother to have pictures they took on separate pages. It's goofy, but it's not hurting anyone and we like it.

Anyway, one day my mom text messages me and asks if I want so-and-so to be friends with him. I say no because that person is one of those people that are constantly up your ass about everything. "Oh, where were you last night? You didn't answer any of my text messages... And neither did your husband... Oh, and what are you doing this weekend? Busy? What about the next weekend? Busy still? Well, what are you doing AFTER the midnight movie you are going to see??"

Really? I'll be sleeping...

Anyway, I said no to befriending my son (whom I will refer to as "CW") simply because they don't have any business being friends with him. This person isn't in his life at all and I'd like to keep his "friends" to people that actually know what CW stands for.

Then I started getting requests from people who are just nosy... people that I was friends with in college or high school that suddenly have to be reunited with you so that they can see if you got fatter, thinner, prettier, trashier, etc. Well, I, for one, like to keep my increased trashiness and the like to myself. And I certainly don't want you befriending my son or me just to satisfy some creepy desire to see how our lives are turning out.

If you care that much about what is going on in our lives, pick up the phone and call me, we'll do lunch somewhere that's not the online equivalent of following someone around the grocery store aisles.

Speaking of calling me... chances are, you can't. I changed my number. I got a new phone a month or so ago and one of the stipulations of getting my new toy was that I wasn't supposed to give my number to just anyone. So I picked 10 or so people (and that's including family and co-workers) that I wanted to inform and I sent out a text. If you didn't get that text message... then assume that you don't need to phone me for anything. If it's important, Facebook me. I'll respond just as quickly to that as I would the phone ringing.

Besides, you can't hear any snarky or sarcastic undertones in my voice if we are talking via the internet.

Now some things that have happened this last week that have gotten on my nerves and all are phone related:

1) The following exchange took place one day last week...
           Friend: "Hey did you change your number"
           Me: "...Yes."
           Friend:"Do you not want me to have it"
           Me: "No, not at all... but I called you a week or two ago and personally told you that I changed it."

Seriously. I checked my call log to make sure I wasn't imagining being considerate.. but no, there it was. March 6, 2011 to said friend. I remember I was on the way to the bookstore when I called. This is how the conversation should have gone...
           Friend: "Hey did you change your number"
           Me: "...Yes."
           Friend:"Do you not want me to have it"
           Me: "I sent a message to everyone who I wanted to have it. Oh, you didn't get one? Hmm... Well, I've got to run!"

Seriously, who asks that? Just assume that if you weren't included in the memo, it doesn't apply to you.

2) Another friend asks me today, "Did your number change? I tried to call your number and I got a message saying it was disconnected..."

Oh my sweet peaches, my number is disconnected?? I wasn't aware! Thank you for that memo!

I was really tempted to feign dumb and just say I didn't know what was wrong. But for those who are not as... gifted in the logic department, if you call someone and the line has been disconnected, just assume they know. If you call for a couple of weeks and you still can't get through, it's safe to assume that either they are aware of it or don't have anyone to call or call them back.

Let's go with the first assumption, because, really, who goes that long without a phone for very long these days? There are quite a few reasons why a number is no longer in service. Let's take a look:

a) They got disconnected because they forgot to pay their bill on time. I've been there... a due date flies by, or a pizza sounds like a better plan because you're a broke college student.... whatever your reasons are, your bill was late (or didn't arrive at all) and your phone number is being held hostage by the big bad phone company until you pay what you owe. How archaic (insert eye roll here).

b) They got disconnected because their phone company had a mix up, in which case, it should be back on before anyone, let alone someone who you avoid, really notices.

c) They got disconnected because they chose to do so for some reason or another. May it be another phone, another carrier, or just a good opportunity to drop a bunch of people out of their lives. I've done all three. In which case, don't ask for your number or you are likely to get a response of "well, I'm not really sure what my number is off the top of my head... I'll text you later (read: never)" or, my personal favorite, "Oh... I got a new phone but it's my work phone and I'm not supposed to use it for personal business"... as I'm messaging you  on my Facebook app and tweeting on my Twitter app. Never mind that any smart phone these days has a mandatory data plan and one or two measly texts to you isn't going to even be discernible with all the work stuff going on. Let's just say I don't want to talk to you and call it a day, eh?

Regardless of what reason they have for their disconnected number, the moral of the story remains the same:

It's none of your business anyway.

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