The decision:
The aftermath:
As though I had never been there at all!
Tag - musings
I feel an immense sense of guilt every time I kill a cockroach. That’s because I don’t like the idea of killing another living being.
But with cockroaches, I decided a long time ago that:
- even though these buggers have been around a long, long year,
- and will continue to be around for many a long year to come,
between me and them, I’ll be damned if I let them win while I’m still alive.
Damn you, cockroaches. Damn you, he thought to himself as he imagined himself shaking his fist in a display of defiance at arthropods that were lurking around, somewhere.
Or: Why I have stopped adding people I know as friends on Facebook.
- Hey, many updates in my ‘Live Feed’!
- Hey, that’s a funny comment on someone’s status message/picture/video/etc!
- Hey, that name/face sounds/looks familiar!
- Hey, it’s a person I know/used to know!
- Hey, let’s add that person as a friend!
- Hey, perhaps I should ‘Add a personal message’ to let the person know who I am in case she/he has forgotten me!
- Hey, perhaps I should let said person know how I found her/his profile in case she/he thinks I actively went to search for her/him!
- Hey… The message looks over-explained, over-apologetic and hence, extremely creepy.
- Hey, er… Delete.
I don’t add students either, though I approve friend requests from students. But that’s another story for another time.