I'm sorry to hear that. I hope everything gets better soon! I know I'm pretty much a stranger, but if you ever just want to vent, feel free to PM me; step into my office, metaphorically. Don't mind that metaphorical corpse, he won't bother you. Metaphorically...
It depends. I keep my list very small and tight, so I don't have to do it very often. As a matter of fact, I've set a limit (which I'm currently under) to where if I accept a request, I obligate myself to delete someone else to make room. My sister is a little more generous in her affections (Facebook-wise!), so she tends to end up with people that she's really not terribly close to or interested in after some time, hence the periodic cleanups.
That all sounds brutal to be honest. I don't really use Facebook (only for a Pokémon Go group in which I don't even use my real name), mainly because the whole friends list thing makes me feel really uncomfortable.
I have old face to face friends in something like ten countries on three continents, so it's a very useful tool for me. Before FB we had monster email lists and a yahoo group, so Zuck just streamlined things.
So apparently my dad was at a bar last night and he saw a poor guy getting stabbed in the neck 8 times just two feet away from him. The perp got away. My dad and the others are safe, the victim is in the hospital but I’m not sure if he’ll make it. http://mynbc15.com/news/local/stabbing-reported-at-callaghans-irish-social-club Here is link.
Glad your dad's safe, but the words "Irish Social Club" trigger about a dozen Hollywood-implanted stereotypes of places not to have a safe and quiet drink...
It's those little confidence crushers. Got a package failed delivery notice the other day and phoned for it to be redelivered tonight. All in Japanese, but I was reasonably confident I understood and conveyed my request, I'm okay with formatted tasks. But then the package never came, so I had to ask Mrs A to navigate the website and see how I'd fucked up. Had I ordered it for tomorrow? Next week? Nope, I'd done fine, it just-- didn't get delivered. No idea why. You can do this Japanese thing Asch, you did it, they didn't.
Nah, it's just the words "(Ethnicity) Social Club" that have a bad rap here. Call it a pub, a saloon, a bar and it sounds fine, but Social Clubs are bad news.
I don't think 'foightin in Irish blood' and 'stabbed eight times in the neck' equate at all, ever. Hmm ...you might as well consider that reporter at the World Cup not sexually abused by the Peruvian guy kissing her hair. Men - give me strength. I am a woman today, I have decided - and now. I may well be a man in any subsequent replies. Life as a free spirit-pixy lobster-woman is simply wonderful, you are all pathetic men.
What ever, come to my house, and I will show you what we do with lobsters. Now, life as a A-10 Thunderbolt is much more fore filling than you weakling humans.... Wha hah hah... Here my song of death.