SEPTEMBER 2, 2015
They care about you... when you notice them

I thought that people cared. I hoped that people cared. Turns out they care -- just about themselves. Oh yeah, and the attention you give them. OK, maybe they do care about you… when it strokes their ego.

Social media is a funny thing. It gives the cocky a place to brag about their lives and it gives the insecure a chance to boost their self esteem. Either way, it's about the user -- or social me-me-media, as I call it.

I have never narrated my day by posting every hour on the hour. I do post pictures from work events. After all, I get to hang out with celebrities on red carpets, so why not? But it is work and it helps promote the content I get paid to produce. It's a business tool for me.

What makes me different is that I don't put the woe-is-me stuff to try get sympathy from an Internet full of strangers. I don't post a picture and obsessively check to see how many people "liked" or commented on it.

I'll be quite honest with you: Yes, I have a following thanks to my newspaper columns and radio shows and books but I truly -- seriously, truly -- don't believe that anybody cares enough about me to want to know what I am doing every second of the day. I'm not sure if anyone on social me-me-media has ever proclaimed that before, so I'll write it again: I don't think people care to know what I am doing every second of the day so I just won't tell them.

One rainy day I spent a lot of time on Facebook. I didn't go on a crazy posting blitz. I watched the people who posted every single thought. I came to the conclusion that I felt sorry for the people who constantly sought attention and needed reassurance that people hadn't forgot about them.

I also noticed a lot of single people posting half-naked mirror selfies and some had hundreds of "likes" and comments within an hour. I also saw people whose "relationship status" was married and they still showed a lot of skin online. Hey, who am I to judge someone's exhibitionistic relationship?

Yes, I will fly to Toronto for a weekend to have a dinner with friends. And I will buy some crazy expensive things. And I will do all of it without making a peep on social media. After all, isn't a personal life supposed to be personal?

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