What is your favorite television show?
What music do you prefer?
Do you have a favorite lunch? Dinner?
Why do I ask?
I avoid a personal Facebook page because I prefer not to share with the planet my “like” for my Marie Ormond doll collection or that my “favorite” television program was “Saturday Night Live with Howard Cosell”. No one on this side of the Atlantic will understand my love for Pan flute Chinese jazz. These revelations would produce a similar effect as when someone asks me to play checkers and I want to turn the board over for backgammon. People just back away very slowly.
I mention this because we all have developed many different interests, and the reasons for such may be unknown but considered very strange by others. Truthfully haven’t we all viewed anothers' likes on a Facebook page and wondered “I really didn’t know that about you…and it creeps me out”! In all honesty, should we really care?
One of the benefits of aging is becoming more accepting and less judgmental when it comes to just what tickles the fancy of those around us. I may not agree with you politically, spiritually or have any interest in what keeps you awake each day but you are always welcome to sit down, open a Yuengling and tell me about it.
Just don’t ask me to be your Facebook friend.