Really a Friend?

I was at the celebration of Marge Wollman’s life today. Marge was a first class character so there were some good Marge stories to be told.

It was a nice crowd of friends and family and I was happy to be there visiting with Tom and Lee especially.

I also got to see people I haven’t seen in a while, but keep up with through Facebook. One friend, who shall remain anonymous told me a story about her daughter who I am also Facebook friends with.

Turns out that a few years ago her daughter was scrolling on her iPad at the beach. The bright sun made scrolling difficult. As she was attempting to scroll she accidentally clicked on one of those Facebook suggestions for a friend she might know. Turns out it was me.

I remember getting the friend request so I accepted it. I was not sure why, but I rarely turn down a young person I know. I always turn down people I don’t know.

This young women is too polite to unfriend me, even though the request was nothing more than a mistake.

If you are that young woman, and read this, please feel free to unfriend me. I have gotten a big laugh about this whole thing. If there is ever anything I can do for you, I am happy to be there, even if we aren’t Facebook friends. If you have gotten used to my crazy posts and want to stick around, I am happy to have you.

Life is short. Having more friends is never bad, as long as you actually want them to be your friend. Oh, and don’t be mad at your Mom for telling me this story. I got a big laugh out of it.