I’m social. And I’m shallow. The perfect qualifications for online relationships.
Social. Media. Bring it on.
When you’re a people–person, social media is like being a kid in a candy store. And you know how I feel about chocolate.
It sounds a lot classier to say I’m a social media butterfly—who is flitting –or Twitting— from person to person. Only I’m not alighting briefly and flying away. So really, a slut is more accurate— I’m getting in bed with these people….metaphorically.
Like everyone else I know, I barely have time to see friends I already have. So how and why would I want to make more? Good question. But I’m social and I’m shallow. I couldn’t stop myself. And now I’m hooked.
Even with my limited technological know-how, I took on Twitter—an early adopter for my age. It’s the perfect portal for social/shallow sluts—who can strut their stuff — 140 characters at a time. I was a wallflower at first but now I get around—-and I’ve been amazed at the communication and connections I’ve made with people I’d want to know—but never would have met—in real life.
Today I’m having lunch with another breast cancer survivor. We connected casually online; I assumed she’s from Alabama or something. Last week we realized we live a half hour apart. Voila! My latest hook-up: @ibeatcancrtwice. I promise not to tweet about what we eat for lunch.
I don’t hook up with ALL my Twitter friends; or even want to. Most are superficial relationships, some I’ll date, some are worth going steady….the advantage for a slut is that you can do it all at once.
On Facebook, I’m part of the fastest growing demographic, but I’m not a cougar. I have standards.
I don’t take gifts or candy (or friend requests) from strangers. I don’t play games. I don’t stalk. I just wish I had more time to cruise. Everytime I visit the candy store there’s a new treat waiting.
Yesterday brought Beth Biderman. We’ve had zero contact since high school—which was (cough, cough) a long time ago. She just joined yesterday; I was her first FB friend. In the last 24 hours we’ve started catching up on 40 years. I’ve heard her songs from her career as a singer and songwriter, Learned about her beatnik background and the day she spent with Michael Jackson. I only wish I discovered she, too lived a half hour away— but she lives on the other side of the country.
Which is the downside for a social media slut. Never enough face time. But, like Bogart said, We’ll always have Facebook.
Love the new look of your site.
And I’m loving Facebook these days too.
I too am happily carrying on with more people at once than I ever imagined. Thanks for blazing the trail for Moms everywhere. I hope one day I can be half as slutty as you 🙂
Thanks guys. I have a feeling after we all max out on socializing, they will need rehab centers for us. I’m not sure what it means that we’re hungry for these connections—but right now I’m too shallow–and having way too much fun— to look more closely at the pathology of it. LOL.
My name is Donna and I’m a net-working social slut!! So sue me! Growing up, I was very shy. I was the kind of kid who hid behind my mom’s leg, not to be seen, so I didn’t have to “say hello” to anyone that I didn’t already know! I have come a l-o-n-g way since those days, for many reasons, but here I stand before you, now, in social slut anonymous, and loving every minute of it!!
Let’s hear it for modern technology and for being fortunate enough to live in these times…Yay! Let’s cheer for hooking up with old friends and for getting to be better friends with people whom we were just acquaintances with way back when because we weren’t the social butterflies that we are today!!! Hooray!! People are wonderful, aren’t they? 🙂
LOVE it! Also love how we two social sluts have connected—can’t wait to meet u in person someday!
Me, too. I think that we’ll have some fun!
We did meet way back in the mid-nineties. We had lunch at a deli called, “Juniors,” on Pico, I think. Do you remember that? I don’t remember if our son, Sean, was with us, or not, but that was back when computers took up entire rooms. We certainly were NOT social sluts then!! I guess you could say that it was during our “prim and proper” days!! LOL