All the ladies were dressed more or less the same, everyone’s hair flat-ironed and looks of matching boredom on each person’s face. The conversation topics between the ladies were just a round of competitive rambling over who was busier and more tired than the next person.
Everyone was standing around saying the same things whilst looking the same as those around them.
I don’t think I’ve ever been so bored - Or grateful that these people were acquaintances and not a regular feature in my life.
When the birthday lady screened two presentations of photos taken over her past four decades (second presentation included a voiceover in her own voice……..no I’m not joking) my gratitude increased.
You see, I adore real. It is a must-have with friends. If we fill our lives with people who genuinely don’t care, it eats into the space that should be there for those that matter.
Just like stuffing loads of trend items into your closet. Next season, most of it will be outdated and ready for the donate-pile. Investing in a few quality pieces makes much more sense.
People sometimes wonder why I keep my circle of Facebook friends small and the reason is simple. If I cannot face spending time with people who are pretentious and think they are better than others, then I cannot have them featuring on my newsfeed.
There are acquaintances and there are friends. Family and real friends are special and that is who the good memories are made with.
A real friendship is based on having real things in common – not just based solely on a matching adoration for a handbag. Real things can be anything from food to books to having a similar sense of humour.
I love real people with real personalities. People who don’t go around pretending they are living a fabulous life and then spend most of their time typing about it online. People who aren’t afraid to show who they really are. If I wanted to watch a charade on over-spending and materialism I’d watch E! Entertainment not log onto FB!
Love, genuine people and good quality jerseys
This article was written by a reader in response to the column We are as superficial on Facebook as we are in real life.