1. it makes me feel old, and i'm too young to feel old.
It's no longer surprising to me that teenagers no longer find me cool. I mentioned Pulp Fiction the other day in class and was greeted with blank faces and crickets and, although I think that I'm fairly well in touch with current music, most teenagers think that my taste in music "sucks." After perusing a few dozen of my students' pages and reading their profiles it really hit it home to me that, although I swore at age 16 that I would never lose touch with popular culture, I apparently have. I haven't heard of most of the bands that my kids are listening to, I hate most of the movies they love, and their lingo is often lost on me. Someone pass me another Pabst Blue Ribbon, turn up the Air Supply and hand me my walker.
2. i love my students but please, some distance.
Because I'm old, I only first heard about MySpace last fall when an article about it appeared in the school newspaper where I teach. Apparently, about 85% of the students at my school have MySpace pages and, upon investigating a few of them first-hand, they all make me blush. Everyone's posing provocatively in a bathing suit or talking about how much they drank last weekend and how awesome that was. If it's that easy for me to find them, that means it's that easy for them to find me. I hate running into students at the grocery store and in the underwear section of Target so much that I deliberately bought a house 25 miles away from where I work to avoid intersections between my work self and my home self. I'm paranoid enough that some student or administrator might stubble upon my blog - I don't need to add to the list of things I want to keep out of my professional life.
3. it can only hurt my already tenuous self-esteem.
From what I understand, a person's MySpace profile page is the only part that can be viewed by the public; if someone wants to view your blog he or she has to be accepted as one of your "friends." The number of friends you have is listed on your homepage, and I really don't need my webpage to remind me that I only have five friends. I have my little brother for that.
4. i've managed to get through 28 years of my life without being stalked or sexually molested and i'd like to maintain that winning streak.
'nuff said.
2 Comments:
These are all very good reasons not to join, my dear. And yes, for a while I was depressed that I had very few friends. I chaulked it up to the fact that not a lot of my friends are on MySpace, but I know the truth :-). That's why I keep adding people I don't actually know as my friends. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that Ben Wallace accepts my friend request soon.
But honestly, I get pretty bored at work, and this is just another way of filling the time.
You don't need to explain yourself honey! There's nothing wrong with it!!
Actually, I think I'd have quite a few friends if I signed up. I set up a mock username to read other people's pages and I already have three friends even though I don't have so much as a name on my nonexistant pages.
Of course - one friend is the guy who runs the site and the other two want to sell me penis enlargers - but they could be my friends, right?
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