You are the book and your cover has a face– yes, you are on Facebook!
Indeed, this tool serves more than a social networking amenity. It’s a tool to put up an image online. You are your own public relations and marketing manager– to promote or sell yourself to your list of “friends” or contacts or networks–whatever you may wish to call those people in your long list.
Each facebooker has his/her own reason why he/she signed up. Among them include: to connect with family members, to find old friends and classmates, peer pressure (inbox bugged by FB invites), or to simply establish online presence for networking or marketing, among many other reasons.
I signed up last year for the purpose of connecting with old and new friends, as well as to add future connections. Facebook, at this point, I believe, is a good online address book or an online contact database.
Whatever the reason why you signed up, anything you post reflects your personality. Frequent status updates indicate a call for attention, so as frequent posting of photos. Buddy, you can be as super-egoist as you wish to be. Grab people’s attention–and you think you’re a star.
Ignore such nonsense observation if you’re doing a serious business, anyway. Facebook is the right place to promote your business.
Age determines the activity of a user. Younger ones are more extrovert and you bet–they are noisier. They post just anything–from games to quizzes and any photos taken during an ordinary day. These are the people who have all the time doing social networking almost 7/24.
There are users who are quiet– more mature? No time to waste playing around? You don’t notice whether they are still in your list or not. They shun themselves to appear from the RSS or news feeds. They don’t need attention. Don’t tag them either if you happen to post a photo that inlcudes them. If you want to get in touch, get into their page right away and say hello.
Technology is just amazing. With Facebook, you can build whatever image you may want to be. You’re a creator, not just a consumer and you’re a star–if your ego tells you so.
