Lifestyle

Quality Over Quantity: Why You Need A Social Media Unfriending Spree

by Howard Rudnick
Stocksy

Let's face it: We all have those "friends" on social media who over share their meals, their kids and every last detail of their lives. We also have those people we question — every day of our life — how we even know them.

Guess what? Those "friends" will be the next victims of The Great Social Media Friend Purge.

With a click of a button, they go "poof," and you never have to wonder about them again.

I've noticed that as I've gotten older, I no longer care about the menial and mundane aspects of people I've met in life who I am not "friends" with or "following."

It is of no interest to me to know that Johnny Smith got a milkshake from Sonic or that Jane Joseph had a great day. I truly don't know why anyone needs to know these things.

For me, the social media friend purge all started back during my freshmen year of college.

I realized I was obsessing over what people who I went to high school with were doing at their respective colleges, and it was really taking a toll on me.

So, I decided to start ridding these people of my online presence.

Funny story: Halloween freshman year, I went up to visit some friends, and being an 18-year-old drunk freshman, something was bound to happen.

Long story short, two unfortunate people with whom I was not friends on Facebook approached me and started berating me about why we weren't friends on the social media network.

Like a scene out of any "Real Housewives" episode, my Bret-Michaels-inspired Halloween garb was snagged off my head faster than you can get a drink at a college bar.

It was in that instant that I knew social media was absolutely ridiculous.

The fact these two girls took my not being friends with them on social media that seriously not only bothered me, but also just boggled my mind.

I can obviously tell this story over and over again, but it only helped fuel my mission to purge my social media accounts of everyone not worth the illustrious title, "friend."

Being actively involved in college, I made lots of new connections, which turned into social media friends and that was all cool; I was increasing my perceived social standing.

Having a lot of "friends" on Facebook and "followers" on Twitter was all the rage, and it was a way of determining status.

Little by little, as I moved away from each and every endeavor of which I had been, what was left over were the "friends" I had acquired during that endeavor.

The novelty of knowing what was going on in my so called "friends'" lives had long worn off, and now I was irritated that I had to scroll through my feeds for 20 minutes just to get to something that even remotely interested me.

When I graduated from undergrad, my main goal was to reevaluate my life, specifically my social media. I wanted to have a respectable profile, and a respectable set of friends.

I didn't need to be "friends" with that one kid who I always saw at the bar, or that one random sorority girl with whom I spoke at an event one time. These people were cluttering my life and I just needed clarity.

Little by little, day by day, I kept making cuts to the roster.

While some people may still value the number of "friends" they have, like the old saying, it's better to have quality over quantity.

I'd rather have one good friend than a thousand acquaintances.

The other reason why I'm a firm believer in the social media friend purge is because it has ruined the shock and awe effect of going to one's 10 year high school reunion.

Social media has made it nearly impossible to go to a situation like that completely oblivious.

Side rant: I love the website Boca Busted, where I can find former classmates' mugshots; that's how I keep tabs on such incredible alumni from high school and college.

The postings of people we just don't actually care about crowd and swamp our lives.

We fake interest in their lives to seem courteous and polite, and we trade "like for like" to increase our engagement on our pages.

We're all running ego accounts, and it isn't until we stop doing so that our social media friends will stop engulfing our lives.

If I can't name one thing that no one else may know about you, you aren't really my friend.

I can survive on the occasional screenshot from a friend via iMessage of some person from high school or college and we can comment and converse about it, but I don't need to know what you're doing on a daily, weekly or monthly basis.

You're not relevant to my life. Like Big Sean says, "IDFWU."