All my neighbors know that I'm not a stickler for etiquette, but this still seems awkward. This was put up at 9 AM today by one of our Nords family friends:
I've been to his house a few times, and it's always been good. Great food. We'd enjoy ourselves. His rules are that he does all the work and we're not expected to bring anything but our charming selves.
I enjoy it when one of my friends posts "We're at Starbucks, come over and join us" or "Are you at the football game? We're in this section." It's joining in an event that you're already planning to attend, or at least in a public place.
Putting out an e-mail invitation, let alone actual snail mail, can be painful labor compared to a 30-second Facebook post. So I can understand the attractiveness of using FB to bring everyone over to your place.
But FB's privacy settings are so confusing and ever-changing, and enough people have screwed them up over the years, that we fear ringing our friend's doorbell to be greeted with "Oh! You! Why, you're here! Um.... come on in! Yeah, that's it!"
Luckily there aren't any FB receipts or RSVPs, and he can't tell whether or not I've actually read his invitation. Not as far as I can tell, anyway...
"We are having our annual Neighborhood Block Party today. Please stop by if you can 4:00PM to ?"
I've been to his house a few times, and it's always been good. Great food. We'd enjoy ourselves. His rules are that he does all the work and we're not expected to bring anything but our charming selves.
I enjoy it when one of my friends posts "We're at Starbucks, come over and join us" or "Are you at the football game? We're in this section." It's joining in an event that you're already planning to attend, or at least in a public place.
Putting out an e-mail invitation, let alone actual snail mail, can be painful labor compared to a 30-second Facebook post. So I can understand the attractiveness of using FB to bring everyone over to your place.
But FB's privacy settings are so confusing and ever-changing, and enough people have screwed them up over the years, that we fear ringing our friend's doorbell to be greeted with "Oh! You! Why, you're here! Um.... come on in! Yeah, that's it!"
Luckily there aren't any FB receipts or RSVPs, and he can't tell whether or not I've actually read his invitation. Not as far as I can tell, anyway...