I stand corrected. After complaining just a week or so ago about how Facebook is something that only teenagers should be doing, I've done an about face and signed myself up. I justified it by telling myself that I need to be a little more savvy with this new social networking because of my job (and that is partially true).
I am fairly certain that I am the last person in the world to join Facebook. And dare I say ... I'm almost wondering what took me so long. This is a bit too much fun. Not to mention addictive. (I should be in bed. It's 11:40 p.m.)
The very second that I logged onto Facebook, I had two Friend requests. What the ... I thought. And they were from two legitimate people, one person who reads this blog faithfully (thank you, gail elle) and another who is a former coworker. I befriended them both, and went to look up who among my high school class is on here. There's 66 of us (out of something like 200 people)! And then I went trolling for other people ... and found someone who I've been known to use as a professional reference, a recruiter who I've been in recent contact for a job that I didn't get, and a bunch of relatives who would be the last people I'd have imagined to be on there.
I may never log off my computer again.