You've Got a Friend in Me

This is getting ridiculous-- according to Facebook I have over 400 friends. Come on, everyone knows that is a gross exaggeration of the truth. I can rarely find one friend to go golfing with, or watch the game with on the weekend. And now every time I look at that "421 Friends" on Facebook it just makes me feel like even more of a loser because essentially what it means is, "you have 421 Friends and none of them want to hang out with you". I'm sure it is a two way street, in fact I'm willing to come right out and admit it-- I'm not very good at being friends.

I'm a fantastic acquaintance, but a friend only so-so. I think it just comes down to laziness. I'm not necessarily lazy just more relaxed, chill, low stress. Maintaining a friendship is none of those things, and so I don't do it well. Being someones friend requires time and energy from both parties. The real problem is the people I would want to be good friends with are just as or lazier than me, thus making the required effort from each party that much more unlikely.

So I'm doomed to be a loner-- that's fine, but I think my Facebook profile should reflect that. In the beginning it was like popularity contest for the unpopular (myself included) to collect as many friends as possible, but now I feel like an impostor-- like I've gotten an invite to the high rollers table but can't afford the valet parking. So there's my dilemma-- I've got 421 "Friends" how do I go about tactfully reducing that number? Even asking that question can open a can of worms. Just because I want to reduce my Friends list doesn't mean I want to get rid of you (assume you're on my Friend list). See I don't want to lose friends that are really my friends (or acquaintances that I'm holding out hope will one day really be my friends)-- like, "Oh he didn't want to be my friend, then I don't want to be his friend either". That may not be the case, though I'm not going to lie, there are people on my Friends list that that I just don't want to be friends with, but that said I don't want them to be enemies either-- I've got plenty of those (a post for another day).

Here are some dramatization of future situations I'd like to avoid if possible:
(I'll use the generic names of Jack & Jill for these examples)

Scenario #1

ME: Jack? Jack? Is that you? Oh my goodness! I haven't seen you in forever. How have you been?

JACK: Good.

ME: What is that a wedding ring? Dude you got married!

JACK: Yeah I did.

ME: When?

JACK: Two months ago. We got married on a cruise.

ME: Oh that sounds awesome. Wish I could have come.

JACK: I invited everyone of my friends on Facebook.

ME: (awkward) Oh really? I must not have seen it. I'm terrible at keeping up to date on those event requests things.

JACK: Yeah I figured as much, which is why I went into my friends list to find you to personally send you an invite to the wedding. Turns out though, you weren't in my friends list. Which was strange because I remember adding you on November 23rd when the Colts played the Chargers-- you said you were going to be at that game.

ME: That's weird. [lie] Probably just a glitch or something.

JACK: Yeah see that's what I thought too, so I contacted my friend Peter Piper, you know him right? He was on your Facebook friends list at one point. Well he works as a Facebook administrator and he told me that according to the records that you willfully removed he and I from your friends list on Aug 11th 2009 along with 171 others.

ME: (gulp)

JACK: Yeah. Peter turned around and created a Facebook group called 'Ryan is a Giant Dillweed'. Guess how many member we have?

ME: (shrug)

JACK: 171. You're a real doucebag Ryan. You think you're too good to be my friend?

ME: No I don't, really.

JACK: Yeah, cause I'm too good to be your friend, you get it?

ME: I do. It's true. But for the record you know, we hadn't ever talked or chat on Facebook or had any other communication otherwise for that matter in like 12 years.

JACK: I sent you an invitation to my 21st birthday party.

ME: I moved.

JACK: You're full of excuses. I thought you were my friend. I gave you lunch money in tenth grade and you said you'd pay me back-- and I said, "don't worry about it your my friend". (sniffle) Do you remember that? Do you?!

ME: Yeah... vaguely.

JACK: I want it back.

ME: What?

JACK: The money. I want it back-- with interest.

ME: Interest?

JACK: Yes. Compounded annually at 12.5%.

ME: Will you take a check?


Scenario #2

ME: Excuse me? You look very familiar to me. Is your name Jill? Did you go to Folkstone elementary school.

JILL: [punches Ryan in the nuts] That's for removing me from your Facebook friends list you A--hole. I told all my friends that I knew this guy who was in the High School Musical movie and when they called me on it the only way I could prove it to them was to show you were my friend on Facebook, but when I went to show them you weren't anymore. All my friends laughed at me for claiming to know the most obscure actor (and worst dancer) in that whole movie. Thanks to you I started cutting again and became bulimic. You ruined my life. I hate you!

ME: (gasping) I need a doctor.

JILL: You need to shut up is what you need. Thankfully Peter sent me and invite to his 'Ryan is a Giant Dillweed' site and I made a ton of new friends all based on our common hatred of you. I can't wait to get on there and post that I got to punch you in the nuts in person-- I'm going to be so popular.

ME: (still pained) I just want you to be happy.

JILL: And I want nothing but your misery, you scumbag. Peace out loser!


Does anyone have any suggestions or success stories on 'How to lose friends on Facebook'?-- I'm thinking that would be a good name for my autobiography.

P.S. -- Should you feel that you may be one of the proverbial 171, feel free to campaign for my continued friendship. People at the greatest risk are: 1. Co-workers I don't really like but added out of a false sense of obligation, 2. Kids who used to beat me up in Junior High, and 3. People I don't recognize at all from my past or current life.