I’ve had my problems with Facebook in the past (documented here, here, and here), but something new came up that annoys me about it and I felt like sharing: it’s being too helpful and taking one of my jobs from me. Allow me to explain:
Last night, I said to my lovely wife, “It’s Lisa’s birthday on Sunday.” “I know,” she replied, “Facebook told me.” What’s wrong with that? One of my roles in my group of friends is to be Chief Birthday Reminderer. As CBR, I will text my friends the day of or the day before another friend’s birthday so that they’ll remember to send happy wishes. My job – which I’ve held for over a dozen years, mind you – is far less necessary now that Facebook announces all of one’s “friends'” birthdays.
There’s another component that bothers me about this, and I fear it says a lot about me. You see, I used to get “points” for remembering birthdays and anniversaries. “Oh that’s so sweet of you to remember!” people would say. Well now, I’ll send a thoughtful email and then go onto Facebook and see 30 of their closest “friends” wishing the same. My memory was an asset when it came to birthdays and anniversaries, and now even my laziest friends can just go to Facebook and see that it’s Lisa’s birthday tomorrow. And another thing: when my birthday comes around, I’m going to probably have a bunch of warm notes on my Facebook page wishing me a happy one. That’s nice, but some of those people will be loose acquaintances who are just programmed to write me upon seeing other people doing it. I know, it’s the thought that counts, but it feels like I’m saying to them, “It’s my birthday – celebrate me!” I’m not that guy.
Look, I understand that it’s a helpful service that allows people who are bad with dates can blend in with the rest of us. Still, I feel like a small part of my identity has been taken from me, and do you know what that is? Yes, that’s bullshit!