oh dear god.
these new emoticons.
emoting cons.
the angst.
should i hit “like”?
or should i hit “love”.
perhaps the smiley face?
and what’s with that other one.
that one looks demented.
and the sad face? it doesn’t look sad. it looks like evil.
it was ok just to “like”. wasn’t it? even when it was a sad post or a rant, “liking” it meant solidarity. but now. if i hit “love” am i revealing too much? is it too forward? am i wearing my heart on my sleeve?
but if i hit “like” and not “love” does it mean i don’t care enough?
my hands tremble. pick one pick one pick one.
there is no choice for “all”.
what if i mean to hit “like” but instead hit the really disturbing one. the one that glowers.
i don’t want to think that much about the things that i like. do i like-like it, or do i like-love it. do i glower-gasp-weep, or do i weep-love-like it.
this is worse than trying to hide in the grocery store. you know, when you see someone you know but you don’t want them to see you because this is your day to be invisible. and you are wearing your invisible outfit, which usually involves unwashed hair and something like baggy yoga pants with a clump of cat fur hanging off the bum. and the person does see you and walks right up to you and insists on talking while you stand there screaming in your head I AM INVISIBLE!
and then you have to decide how to feign being visible. which face? and you spend so much time trying to look halfway visible that you realize something has been said which requires a response but you have no idea what it is.
say “you can’t see me. i’m not here.” and walk away. that works.
i don’t recommend hiding behind the cabbage bin. it attracts the attention of the pubescent security guards.
i know.
emoticons are scary things.
and that one which is supposed to be the happy face. that is the scariest of all. it does not look happy. it looks like a cannibal.
ever since i was a child, strangers have felt free to walk up to me and say “smile. it can’t be that bad.”
i guess i have that kind of a face. a non-smiley face. which apparently bothers strangers. so, when i was a little girl, i invented emoticons of my own. when people said “smile”, i did.
but it wasn’t real. how to imagine my fake smile? imagine sucking a lemon and then salt but there is no tequila. a sour grimace.
the facebook emoticons have also created a morbid obsession within me about how other people are responding to my posts. did someone just hit “like”? but why “like” and not “love”? why “gasp” and not “sad”? why did they hit “sad” when i meant to be funny?
life would be easier, perhaps, if with a slight click one of those emoticons would pop up when i’m stressed at the grocery store.
oblivious other person: “hi, how are you?”
🙂
continuing to be oblivious other person: “what are you working on these days?”
🙁
soon to be murdered oblivious other person: “i just won a nobel prize.”
😕
i find a direct correlation between the new damned emoticons and the plethora of leftover jamie oliver knife stamps that lie upon my counter and mock me.
Michelle Rex says
I love this! So, I will leave this for you…☺
Berni Stapleton says
ah ha ha ha!
Deanne says
I ♡ u. ????????
Berni Stapleton says
ditto!
Scott Strong says
I believe that these “things” are part of a plot by Americans to reduce the extent and role of literacy, critical thinking and original thought throughout the world, so that everyone can share in the American Dream, where loving “the poorly educated” is a suitable throw-away line for a certain hair-challenged Presidential candidate. So I have refrained from participation in anything but “Like”.
I “like” your writing!
Scott
Berni Stapleton says
i see your like and raise you to “heart”.
Scott Strong says
I don’t go there. First it’s your “heart”, and then it’s your liver and lights …
Marilyn Mackay says
My problem with the word ‘like’ is that isn’t really applicable for the way I feel about any particular posting. It is a meaningless misunderstood word that fits into the same category as ‘fine’.
“How are you feeling?”
“Fine.”
“You’re sure?”
“I’m fine.”
I need my own personalized emoticons….ones that are suitable to me, an unshowered, coffee clutching, bathrobe clad, middle aged woman, who reads Facebook at 7:00 am.
An Icon of an open book
This icon means “I read your post.” It does not mean I ‘like’ it. It simply means that I am somewhat interested in you and what you posted, and therefore I took the time to read it.
An icon of a fence
This emoticon denotes ambiguity. “Do I like it…..not really….do I hate it….no….I just don’t really care one way or another.
An icon of a toilet
I think this one is obvious…..”You are just so full of shit! You post crap and expect us to like your rabid, hostile, anti-everything viewpoints?”
Any suggestions for this one?
WTF!!!
An icon of a heart with a cat in it
I love cats. I may not like you….I may not even know you, but if you post a funny cat pix or video, I ‘heart’ you!
Now if only I could figure out how to put those emoticons on my Facebook page……
Berni Stapleton says
just stop being more brilliant than me. stop. it. now. plus, if you invent those you will make a fortune. hurry up.
Marilyn Mackay says
I could never be more brilliant than you….but I will split the royalties with you!
Berni Stapleton says
ok, i agree to the royalty split. tee hee. xo
Marilyn Mackay says
I could never be more brilliant than you….but I will split the royalties with you!