This conversation took place on the drive to St George last night as Maggie was playing on her phone, names have been changed to protect the innocent.
C: Mary never became my friend on facebook, so I couldn't poke her.
M:I don't like the way that sounds
C: Its okay you know Mary. We were going to poke each other because we have no idea what that function means.
M: Quaid just poked actually
C: and see thats okay because he's gay.
M: I was just poked by a gay man...and I have no idea what it means.
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I don't understand poking. If someone want to talk to me, they should send me a message, right? And the poke wars back and forth? I don't understand those either...
One thing I hate about Facebook is all the really annoying stuff it allows people to participate in - but it obviously doesn't prevent me from checking in every day.
I guess you could say "poking" brought about a funny post at least...
The poking makes sense, but as Britta said it's feeding on people's desire to interact at the lowest level possible. I had the hardest time trying to explain the poke feature to an Italian friend. I could have flown over and showed him in one second what took me days to explain in e-mails.
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