So, I received a friend request on Facebook this evening. All well and good, I go to check out who it is, excited that I could have another friend where it really counts. Oddly enough, I see my own name staring back at me with these words:
'Crazy, we have the same name and both schooled in theology!'
Not entirely sure if this is 'crazy' enough to justify adding someone I don't know, to never talk beyond a 'oh, wow, we have the same name,' type post on their wall, and then delete them in a few months time. However, what about about the Kelly Hildebrandts' and their situation, I hear you so fervently cry. Yes, well, neither of us are cute girls, so that's a no go from the start, isn't it?
It does, however, raise the question: what is crazy enough for me to think, 'hmm, our names are the same, and despite not knowing you, and only garnering a vague understanding of what you do through a profile that may or may not be entirely true, I want to become 'friends' with you, in the loosest sense of the term.'*
While pondering this age-old question that has bothered ethicists and other such people since the dawn of time/Facebook etiquette, and typing it out, I realised it was nothing to do with craziness. It was merely that they would have to be female for me even to consider it. And any female with the name David Marriott is just unfortunate, so it might even be out of pity.
*Not loosest in morals, you understand. In definition. Any other way would just be wrong. You lot disgust me.