So does anybody remember one of Elijah Wood's earliest movies called North? It's about an 11-year-old boy, North, who resents his parents' busyness with their careers and all things unrelated to him, so he runs away and has wild, funny adventures in various countries (if I remember correctly).
His parents, meanwhile, desperately search for him and agree to do a tv interview in hopes that North will see how much they want him back. But the ne'er-do-well interviewer (for reasons I can't recall) doesn't want North to return home, so he begins the interview by telling the parents there's a boy named Hugh who needs a home and would they like him, instead?
The parents then respond with statements like, "We don't want Hugh! We don't want Hugh in our home!" Later the interview airs, though with new questions dubbed-in by the interviewer. So it appears he's asking the parents, "What would you want North to know right now?" To which they're shown replying adamantly, "We don't want Hugh! We would never want Hugh!", which sounds very much like, "We don't want you! We would never want you!"
And of course, North watches that interview on tv and is devastated. He walks away believing his parents don't love him anymore.
Heh. It's really a creative, imaginative, funny movie (you have to watch it to understand) and I recommend it to the quirky amongst you.
Anyway. All these many, many years later, Tom and I still are known to, when a cat or a person does something we didn't want them to, quip, "We don't want Hugh!" and then giggle as though we're the cleverest people on Earth.
Alas. And by way of that explanation, here is the one and only thing I don't like about Facebook. It's a funny thing, actually, unless you have thin skin. It's when you contact an old (or new) friend to become your buddy at Facebook, but through probably a myriad of reasons, it takes months for them to approve your request for Facebook friendship. Months! (Usually, it's because they're new to all this, it's an oversight or they sign-up then never darken Facebook's doors again.)
But! What happens during all those months is that--whenever they approve other friends--it's announced on your home page.
"Little Miss Muffet became friends with Jack Sprat Who Could Eat No Fat."
It's like the announcement 'bleeds through' to your page, even though no other status reports of any kind appear if you are not Mistress Mary's official friend(!) So for months you read:
"Little Miss Muffet became friends with Jane Doe" (the most popular woman in church)
"Little Miss Muffet became friends with Mistress Mary Quite Contrary" (your old nemesis from high school)
And of course, it's a bothersome thing to see your old friend, Little Miss Muffet, becoming Facebook friends with every Tom, Dick and Harry who is not you.
Or should I say who is not Hugh. heh. Because that's how I've trained myself to see this annoying Facebook oversight. I just smile and say, "Little Miss Muffet doesn't want Hugh! Little Miss Muffet never wanted Hugh!"
Oh, how good it feels when we choose not to get offended! For always, becoming offended is a personal choice. No really, it is. I can choose to believe there's a logical, reasonable explanation for an unanswered email, an ignored wave or unkind words (as in, "hurting people hurt other people," a quote I love). Or I can also choose to believe somehow, somewhere there was a lack of communication and wires got crossed and I got left out accidentally.
I can always choose to believe the very best about anyone, or of course, I can choose to act six-years-old and make squeaky vows to never, ever speak to them again. Harumph.
But as for me and myself, I will try extremely hard to always choose to believe the very best.
I've found something that often works at Facebook when it takes people ages to approve my request for friendship. I do the "Poke" thing and that usually wakes them right up. Usually brings a favorable response within a day or two. Alas. :)
And then shall many be offended, and shall betray one another, and shall hate one another.
Oh! Just now checked out North on Netflix and it's on instant view...yay!