I received an email a little earlier today:
Subject: John Newmark added you as a friend on Facebook…
Body: John added you as a friend on Facebook. We need you to confirm that you are, in fact, friends with John.
To confirm this friend request, follow the link below:
The Facebook Team
Yes, I have an account on Facebook.
No, I didn’t send myself a friend request.
I’m not *that* desperate.
My first thought was this was a spam message. I’ve gotten messages *supposedly* sent from myself before. But usually I want me to buy drugs in those messages, and usually I ignore them. Because I was taught to just say no.
So I didn’t click on the email link. Too risky, that. I just typed Facebook’s URL into my browser by hand. And voila – there was a friend request waiting for me. From myself. Though the picture next to my request didn’t look like me.
So I sent myself a message. Thought about quoting Admiral Stockdale. “Who am I and what am I doing here?” But I went for something a little more mundane.
We shall see how I respond.
(There are those who say that talking to oneself is ok, as long as you don’t answer. I might be in trouble.)