Facebook wants us to be friends no matter what

Given the amount of influence Facebook has in my relationship with my wife, I thought it might be a good idea to go through mine and see if there was anything I should be wary of.

One of those things were the 10 or 20 friend requests that I've been ignoring waiting for the perfect moment to review.

Among the many requests from people that I've held deep and meaningful relationships with were some people that I crossed paths with many years ago and have totally forgotten about.  (Please note, if you received a confirmation from me today, I totally don't mean you, I mean those other people.)

Hidden, like some kind of stealthy sort of badger, was one of those "Friend recommendations".  In case you are lucky enough to never have been caught by one of these, it's when one of your other friends finds some person on Facebook and sends them to you because you know them on a deep and personal level and have been missing them all this time.

The one I got was for a person that I do not know.  Not even a little.  If I did know him, the poor brain cells that held those memories have long since died of neglect or been put to better use remembering Firefly episodes.


I meant to click Ignore, but I hit confirm instead.  And that's when I discovered that I can't undo that sort of thing.  When you friend someone in Facebook by accident, you better mean it.

Unable to correct my error, I sent the following message to my mistake-friend.
I got one of those "You should know this guy" things from Ken... and to tell you the truth, I don't know/remember you.  I actually meant to ignore it, but hit confirm by accident.

Tell ya what: if you do actually know me, let me know.  If not, no need to accept my friend request.  Like I said, it was an accident.  It's not a statement about your personality or your profile picture or your knowing Ken.  Really, it's me.

Well, it is kind of you too.  It's not my fault you don't know me.  Okay, I'll accept 50% of the blame.

Hope he has a sense of humor.  But if not, meh, he's no friend of mine.  Yet.  Sort of.