Some time ago my eldest daughter’s “friend” decided to “friend” me on Facebook. I refer to him as “friend” because my daughter is 14 and she’s not allowed to date yet. I can’t prevent them from seeing each other at school or texting though. What’s a mom to do? Anyway, I accepted his offer. For all intents and purposes he seems like a nice, respectable young man. For those of you who may be unfamiliar with the workings of Facebook, any time that you join a conversation you are automatically sent an email showing all comments made by others for that particular entry. Last week the following on-line conversation took place. The names have been removed and individuals are color-coded so it’s easier to follow the conversation.
A1’s “friend”: I hate it when people post comments that no one knows what you’re talking about.
Friend 1 of “friend”: I don’t get it
A1’s “friend”: when people randomly say half a comment that’s like an inside joke.
Friend 2 of “Friend”: Have you dipped the ice cream in A1’s chocolate fundge yet? If you catch my drift… 😉
A1’s “friend”: No. Her mom was commenting on this you idiot.
Friend 1 of “friend”: I like turtles
Happy Wednesday everyone!