“New Follower!” “New Follower?” “New Follower ¯_(ツ)_/¯” How do you read it?
Personally? For who knows how long, I worked in an industry that actively inoculated its members to be suspicious of new contacts, cautioning us that there was a lot of potentially career-ending paperwork that accompanied making friends with a non-citizen. “Each of you and each of those around you are potential targets.” This coincided with the rise of social media, wherein anybody — even computer programs — could appear as a friendly stranger or even as someone you know, and those someones you know could appear as other identities online. And after that, I worked in an industry that sometimes leveraged that.
I remember one day popping open a virtual machine with anonymizing software to check a few details of a suspicious new follower and to help contain any damage that might make its way in from clicking a malicious link. What made the contact suspicious? It was primarily suspicious because it was a new follower (“Why would anyone follow?”) and because it wasn’t obviously machine-crafted nonsense. After all, what could be more suspicious than a potentially legitimate, authentic human being — especially when they’re so few and far between?
I honestly don’t know how many hours I lost over the years scrutinizing individual contacts. What I also don’t know is if I’m better off for having habitually lived that way.
… and the phone began to chirp: Bling! Bling! Bling!… It was quiet overnight — largely due to “quiet hours,” it seems, as the alarms resumed at 7 A.M.
It was clear that some were auto-responding and others were close by their phones or computers. Reviewing some of those early responses, I didn’t recall knowing them and presumably they didn’t recall me either, so indiscriminate acceptance.
There are pleasant surprises in there too, people I’d lost touch with. I see there are pending invites to people who I would never deliberately follow for any number of reasons, but who knows how it will turn out? Once that final keystroke landed, the status quo was disrupted; there’s nothing to do now but handle what comes…
… which is fundamentally not different than any other day — but maybe with a different perspective.
Now to think that there may be someone enjoying a morning coffee now, suspiciously eyeballing this rare invitation to connect, wondering what it means…