I guess most of us had at least one imaginary friend when we were young children, but none of the… companions I was familiar with, whether through my own experiences, or what (actual) friends with same said, were anything like this collection of stories.
While some of these tales may send shivers down your spine, I though number six was by far the… weirdest. Number fourteen ain’t bad either.
According to one avid PF employer, “Once you’ve had paid friends who don’t argue with you, it’s actually quite hard to go back to real friends.” The ex-wife of a PF hoarder said “many really successful men don’t actually have time for real friends,” because normal friends “are either resentful or bitter or ask for money,” and that some “are often competitive.” She said that as a result, “very rich men have paid friends as an expensive filter, because they can control them.”
I wonder how one becomes a PF, or paid friend. It may be possible to make a living as a PPF, that is professional paid friend, if you can find enough clients to… work for.
We looked at each other with a mix of tenderness and befuddlement, moist-eyed. It was clear to both of us, after the five or ten minutes of our hasty conversation, that this chance meeting was the last time we ever were going to see each other. I would never find myself in Yekaterinburg, and he wouldn’t be returning to New York or coming to Montreal. We wouldn’t have seen each other, either, had he not recognized me a few minutes ago in this unlikely locale, in the middle of a bustling New York bookstore.
They may not actually see each other again, but thanks now to the presence of social networks, one of which was mentioned during their conversation, I expect both would be staying in touch though.
You need to know where to meet foreigners. I can tell about Abuja at least. Go to play readings and art exhibitions organized by embassies. It doesn’t matter if you do not really care about plays or if you think Australian art is just a waste of space. Join the hash. The hash is plenty of white people running or walking, wearing similar colours, drinking plenty beer and doing things you will find very strange. Don’t be a bush person. Google the hash and learn their terms. Find out what “Hares”, “On-on”, or “Down-down” mean. Sometimes there is a small fee you pay. Don’t be stingy. Pay up and mix with foreigners.
As external conditions change, it becomes tougher to meet the three conditions that sociologists since the 1950s have considered crucial to making close friends: proximity; repeated, unplanned interactions; and a setting that encourages people to let their guard down and confide in each other, said Rebecca G. Adams, a professor of sociology and gerontology at the University of North Carolina at Greensboro. This is why so many people meet their lifelong friends in college, she added.
While probably not sanctioned by the social network, an app, EnemyGraph, created by Dean Terry and Bradley Griffith of the University of Texas, allows Facebook members to show their short term disapproval of people, and media or events as well I presume.
Last month he and a student released a Facebook plug-in called EnemyGraph, which users can install free and name their enemies, which then show up in their profiles. “We’re using ‘enemy’ in the same loose way that Facebook uses ‘friends,’” Mr. Terry explained. “It really just means something you have an issue with.”
If you’ve wanted, or had, to break apart a friendship for whatever reason, you may have been left feeling that a move to another city, or country, was the only sure way to end matters…
With a click of a mouse, you can remove someone from your friends roster and never again see an annoying status update or another vacation photo from a person you want out of your life. Not so in the real world. Even though research shows that it is natural, and perhaps inevitable, for people to prune the weeds from their social groups as they move through adulthood, those who actually attempt to defriend in real life find that it often plays out like a divorce in miniature – a tangle of awkward exchanges, made-up excuses, hurt feelings and lingering ill will.
Your email account, not surprisingly, says a lot about your relationships with people in the outside, or real, world. But rather than the quantity of messages you send to a particular person being an indicator of how close they are to you, it is the speed with which you respond to their messages that says the most about your connection to someone else.
But then Uzzi and Wuchty tried something new. Instead of looking at the absolute values for volume and response, they looked at the response time – that is, the time it took for a sender to respond to e-mails from different contacts. The new method predicted who was in different employees’ social networks with an accuracy that is several percent higher than the other methods, the duo report online this month in PLoS ONE. What’s more, by examining precisely who had the different response times – friends, colleagues, or acquaintances – Uzzi and Wuchty uncovered a more telling pattern. It turned out that the fastest responses went to friends and that the slowest responses went to acquaintances, with colleagues somewhere in between.
That would be par for the course though, wouldn’t it?
How do you think you would fare if you tried to strike up friendships with people – who are pretty much strangers – as you might add them as friends on Facebook, or follow them in Twitter style… in real life?
The number is highly debatable, but it turns out that, Facebook aside, the average person has about 150 friends – people he or she might actually recognize and be recognized by at a random airport, 150 people he or she might feel comfortable borrowing five dollars from. As for how many friends we have evolved to “need” in a more intimate sense, that is a different matter. According to Dunbar, most of us have, on average, about 3-5 intimate friends whom we speak to at least weekly, and about 10-15 more friends whose deaths would greatly distress us. These circles can include kin; indeed, the more extended family we keep in close touch with, the fewer friends we are likely to have – precisely because our neocortices can only manage so many relationships.