Who knows already what?
My good friend Piotr is a disinterested with respect to the new social network world. At Xing he had about three years, although highly educated, with professional 'intern' is entered. Only in this way, just for the heck. Until I suggested that he would then have to write no job, because people take the data given there is definitely more serious than he. I think he then deleted his profile. Connected we are certainly not there. Although we are good friends that for 23 years.
Facebook is not natural. For him. Lit me somehow a.
Today we have arranged for the evening. He was living outside of Berlin, on the flat land, and comes a month ago only once. When telephoning the afternoon, it turns out that his time is too short this time. Alternatively, he offers to that we will simply take next year. A kind of Freudian slip I type, the good Freud with the subject to do not really do anything. We exchanged words on the phone briefly the recent updates of our current life status.
"OK, then I'm off to yoga now." I am adopted. The yoga I would have sacrificed our Real Life meeting, now I am happy to go yet.
"Yes, have fun, see you next month."
"Oh, you tell me, do you know that Frank is in the hospital?" I throw another short. I do not know how much contact they have barely so. Maybe he has not noticed yet.
"No, rubbish, I they only just seen. "he objects.
" No, no, "I correct," it is since yesterday in the hospital, Blindarm. "
" How do you know? "He is obviously aware that our contact for some time not as close as the past is. Which means, we are not at all. But we are friends on facebook.
"Well, it has yet posted yesterday. On facebook, you know. She still has not been operated on, all hope it goes away on its own again. Some advise her to seek operating costs. "
"..." he says, and" Hhh? "The question mark I interpret into the sound.
" Oh, and your friend Torge, " now I get to the level of fun "I know what" game "of lives surely have preferred the countryside than on Helmi."
gate and I are not friends. Whenever we meet, we behakeln us. I like him but still. Once he took me on his bill after an overnight carrier.
"Yes, we have seen last night. He has moved to Brandenburg."
"Yes, I know, nice yard!"
"How ...?"
"I've seen a photo, looks great, completely quiet and secluded."
"I can not believe it." Piotr is stunned only on special occasions. "Can I not imagine. If I ask him how he is, then say that no more than 'well, pfff, all ok. " ... posting something like that? "
" It's nice because I can already imagine something underneath. "
" I can not believe it. Facebook. "
" Read it to my new blog "I put him to the heart. But I do not know if he does ever." Until next month, then! "
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