Recently, while shopping at my neighborhood Publix I ran into a childhood friend. I stopped her while she was shopping for tampons and I actually had to tell her who I was. Read: awkward. At that point, I wished I had kept on walking. We chit chatted about nothing. "How's your mom and them?" The conversation was less than intriguing. I didn't rush home and find her on Facebook and friend her. Basically, my encounter was enough and it was an awakening. This is when I started to think about all the people I have "as a friend" on Facebook. These people I went to high school with I could really care less about. I got to thinking (picture me on a laptop a la Carrie Bradshaw) I'm really just a nosy little lady.
Some of the friends I have on Facebook: I care about seeing these people to see if they are fatter than me. I like to check out their pics and read about their current place of employment. And. Then. I. Am. Done. I feel like crap about this but I'm not apologizing for the reality that I believe a lot of people don't realize.
Back to the nosiness of this little girl typing. I ruined my engagement surprise because I overheard (eavesdropped) on Jeremie's conversation. It's inexcusable behavior. Someone gets off the phone and I ask "who, what, where?" I wonder where this came from. Have I always been so nosy? The answer is yes.
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It's only nosy if it ruins a surprise. Otherwise, it's time management. Sincerely caring about lots of people is NOT a effective way to allocate your time. It's much more productive to spend time on things that can be crossed off and completed. Like, choosing a bridesmaid dress or settling on some flowers...
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