I’m Just Not That Into You: Internet Addition
Today I’m going to see He’s Just Not That Into You (from that simple little book that made us all a little too aware of the truth and a little too self righteous to do anything about it.)
Recently, the bold and digital Libby Pigg passed on a little bit of yeahikindofknewthatbutdidn’teverwanttofaceit wisdom as well. As our dating lives become more intertwined with the Web, we’re no longer just waiting by the phone for our guy to call. We have Facebook, Twitter, MySpace and every other conceivable social network on refresh waiting for him to friend us, drop us a DM, maybe even send us a mixtape playlist via Blip (the ultimate sign of affection).
Libby said we’re connected on every social network, so if he’s not responding, not trying to get in touch or poking back (and jeeze it doesn’t take 3 days to notice that on the Web), it’s completely deliberate. He’s just not that into you.
Delete. Delete. Delete. and move on.
For better or worse (probably worse and I’ll still be single when I’m 85) I’ve always had the philosophy that if he or I wasn’t into it, it’s best to delete his # from my phone and move on. The beauty of the cell is that you never actually learn anyone’s # anymore so a deleted # is lost forever with no hope of reconnection via text during a moment of weakness. But now this requires deleting his #, unfriending, unfollowing, untagging… a little less simple and definitely more time consuming. And if you don’t, you’re doomed for a life of awkward wall posts, status comments and attempts to reconnect via the latest (and most annoying) app. No, I don’t want your pieces of flare… ever.
But as Scott Brown described in Facebook Friendonomics, it’s complicated.
“Fine, you can “Remove Friend,” but what kind of asshole actually does that? Deletion is scary—and, we’re told, unnecessary…I realize that I may lose a few Friends by saying this. I invite them to remove me. Though I think they’ll find it harder than they imagine. I’ve never lost a Friend, you see, and I’m starting to worry I never will.”
What are your thoughts? At what point do you realize that he’s not worth a second attempt to DM? How do you end a relationship (or casualwhatever) when you’re infinitely connected online?
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