Living is awesome.
Pretend living is only pretend awesome.
I think it’s cool that people want to send me a fake beer over Facebook. I’m glad I can refuse to join everyone’s fake mafia group. Or let everyone know that I just became a fan of fake not dying. Or that 84 people just compared me to 84 other people and think that I am without a doubt taller/funnier/likely to fail/smelly/most like William Shatner.
My beef isn’t with the intentions; it’s good to be on your friend’s minds. That’s what makes you friends.
My beef is with the fake. I’d rather meet a real person in real life for a real beer. I’d rather refuse to join a real mafia group in person than refuse to join a fake one online. I’d rather not die in real life than just click a button that says I vote for not dying. I’d rather spend a good half-hour in real conversation looking in someone’s real eyeballs to determine what they think of me than be part of a survey. I’d rather get into a real fight than be challenged to a fake duel online.
I bring this up why? Two reasons:
One. Use your time wisely, and don’t wonder why your income is lousy when 4 hours of your day are devoted to your MySpace and Facebook profiles.
Two. From what I’ve been reading, it seems employers across the nation are starting to look toward Facebook networks as part of their hiring process. A large Facebook network must mean you’ve got friends, clients, customers and know how to do business.
Yeah, but not really. Not at all in fact.
It takes zero effort to make a friend on Facebook. It doesn’t take even a single word of actual conversation. No social graces. No manners. No problem-recognizing or problem-solving ability. No ability to cross the street without getting hit by a taxi. No ability to give a real handshake, not one of those clammy limp ones that afterwards makes you feel like you need to take a bath in Purell.
Nor does a network of zillions mean you’ve ever sold even a single product, had a conversation with a client or stepped out of your parents’ basement in the last decade.
What it probably means is that Iron Maiden fans really tend to stick together.
Or that someone has spent an ungodly amount of time learning to speak Klingon.
The internet is an awesome place for networking, for sure. Absolutely. My entire livelihood is provided by the existence of the internet, so I’m not about to start bashing it.
But don’t make the mistake of substituting a real life with stuff you do online.
And don’t make the mistake of hiring someone with whom you have a conversation like this:
You: “So…tell me. What are your qualifications for this position?”
Facebook Guru: “I have high-score.”
You: “K. Uh. High-score at what?”
Facebook Guru: “High-score on the internet. I win.”
You: “Oh. Wow. I wasn’t aware they were really keeping track of that.”
Facebook Guru: “w00t!”
Instead, maybe hire someone with, you know…skills and stuff.Posted: Wednesday, August 5th, 2009