Santa’s getting cranky.

I’m a little frustrated by my Facebook list of suggested friends. I live in five worlds (at least) on Facebook – schoolmates, Navy, work, writers, Santa, business associates. And I can’t get to many of them because of the incredible number of guys who are friends of other Santas. Yup, buried under a blizzard of white beards.

I’ve tried to get out from under that heap, but Facebook figures if I’m a friend with someone who is friends with 680 other guys who look like him and we have 15 mutual friends, I should be friends with all 680 of his friends and every single one of their friends who is a Santa. Mind you I like Santa. I know many fine gentlemen who are Santa. But I’m not Santa 24×7. Besides, all of their charming anecdotes are the same as mine. It’s a small universe in many ways and our common experience is mighty common indeed. I hope that any of you who read this and have tried to “friend” me now understand my reluctance to add even one more bearded fat guy to my roster. I live with a bearded fat guy all the time – I need a break!

I pine for Facebook to give me a shot at Boolean limiting of the candidate pool. One simple “not Santa” statement in the engine would make me very happy. Alas, it is not to be seen. (and if it is, leave me the info in a comment. I won’t publish it but you will get a special bonus for sparing me from the deluge of jingling bells.)

In the meantime, I submit another whiny Santa for your enjoyment. But I also leave you with the question: are you Santa for someone?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kl4zzlPpwGo

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