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Still Playing the Numbers Game?

Last month I posted a blog about a numbers game on Facebook. The short version….I saw that I had around 400 FB friends and wondered how many would actually notice if we were no longer friends on FB. I contend that the general public on FB becomes friends with people just to increase their numbers (sort of a secret competition) and really has no idea who most of the people are on their friends list, especially if they have a large number of friends listed.

On March 5, 2010, I reduced my friends list, by randomly breaking the friend tie with different people, from 400 to 130 friends. (Note: the ties were broken randomly and was not personal to anyone; it was an experiment. I even broke ties with family members to see if they would notice).  Today is April 2nd and only 10 of those people realized we were no longer friends on Facebook and sent me a friend request. Two noticed it within the first day. I was impressed with these 2 individuals. Others, approximately 256 people, have not even noticed we are no longer friends on Facebook. Yes, it could be that they really don’t care, but I don’t think that is the case. I think they are more concerned with how many friends they accumulate and that their numbers have increased to a point that they haven’t noticed one is missing. I was that way…it took me 4 months to realize that my nephew was missing from my friends list. He blocked me because he didn’t want me seeing posts from his friends and monitoring his activities….you know, afraid I would tell his mom and all that sort of rot. :-)  But I digress…..

I think this has proven my point that Facebook has become a numbers game. If you don’t believe me, conduct your own experiment and see what happens! I dare you….I double dog dare you! Let me know how it turns out!

I'm just sayin',

--Margo

Comments

TapDancinMom said…
I don't know...if someone deletes me, I feel like they don't want me to send another request, so I usually don't bother them. Just a thought!
Margo said…
Yeah, I thought of that also, but I wanted to see what would happen. It turned out to be a pretty good experiment! Thanks for the comment...LOVE your blog!

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