Dear Diary …
I’m all about the helping … I give till it hurts. And today … oh it’s gonna hurt. You. But it’s good pain, like “feel the burn” exercise pain. You’re gonna feel better in the long run when I help fix you.
Now there’s all kinds of people in this world that call themselves “Social Media Experts.” They come up for a name for their company (that's just them), and they print out some businesses cards, and then charge businesses to sit down and teach them “How To Post on Facebook.” Then they charge ‘em like a thousand dollars and move on to the hosting a seminar called “Tweet Your Way to Social Media Engagement” or whatever the blah blah blah it is that they do.
But you know what? You’re not a business, and you don’t have a thousand dollars. AND … I fancy myself as a bit of an expert, so I’m gonna give you some advice to make you better at Facebook. For free!
Today’s lesson is called … “Three Things You Do On Facebook That Make People Not Like You.’
Obviously the message here of all this is … “Stop doing those things and people won’t hate you so much.”
OK ... class in session.
The first thing you do on Facebook that makes people not like you is what I call “The Play By Player” … This is the person who sits down to watch a sporting event, and also feels the need to post something about every single detail of said sporting event ALL GAME LONG.
I also call you “Facebook Ebola,” because you’re just a virus that takes over my feed … pushing everything else out of the way and instead infecting me with nothing but posts like “That was holding!” and “First Down ... Tes!”
How am I supposed to even respond to these things? I had one in my feed on football Sunday this week that just said “Dang!” What was the context of this “dang?” … Dang good? Dang bad? And since I don’t see everything real time … when was this dang? An hour ago?
So you see where this is useless blathering that noone knows what to do with?
And here’s the kicker … there are plenty of social media sites where this is exactly what they want you to do. There’s probably even other people watching the same game as you. So now you can say things like “That was holding!” and they can say “I know … It was holding! HTTR! HTTR!!”
Do it there! You’re doing it in the total wrong place and you’re gummin’ up the works for the rest of us.
OK … let’s move on to the second thing you do on Facebook that makes people not like you … I call this “Pathetic Ol’ Me.”
You’re the one who spends all your time posting sad and whiny things, and we … your friends … we don’t know how to react.
Here’s one I just saw …
“I have the worst headache of my life today.”
Ummmmmmm …. Like?
How does anyone respond to this? It's just ... there.
Here’s my advice to “Pathetic Ol’ Me” … Pretend you’re having an actual conversation with real live humans …
“Hey Bill … how are you?”
“Terrible! My head is literally going to explode from all the mucus buildup in my sinuses!”
NO! You would not say that! And if you would actually say that … then don’t talk to real live humans!
Point is … quit being so darn depressing all the time. You’re bringin’ the rest of us down!
What happened to the good ol’ days when people hid all their problems and ailments and pains and lied to the world and pretended things were great? I miss THOSE days!
Finally … the third thing you do on Facebook that makes people not like you is what I call “Robot Parent” … because you are no longer you … You are just some robot that [[[Robot voice]]] "Only posts about my children. Nothing about myself because I don’t exist.”
You don’t even have a profile picture of yourself anymore. Instead it’s your kid wearing a funny hat.
What are you, dead? Can’t you be a parent AND an individual at the same time?
The answer by the way is “YES”
And we … your friends … we miss you. I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m not really friends with any five year olds. They can’t even get into bars … what good is that? I like being friends with grownups. That's why I'm friends with growups on Facebook and not children.
Of course you can share pictures and details about your kids. But we also want you to be you, not some robot that used to be you.
It's called "balance." Have some!
OK … lesson over. Now stop doing these things so we can all like you more.
Till next time Diary … I say … Goodbye.