There is a certain psychology involved in why people post what they do on Facebook. I will admit I have one Facebook “friend” who I keep connected with for sheer entertainment and loathing. That’s right, I can be a lurker — and somewhat of a hater — at times.
This person was actually my coworker for two years, before I switched companies. She was narcissistic then, and not much has changed, even though now she is in her early 50’s. Knowing how she is in person only helps to exacerbate my reaction toward the majority of her Facebook posts. Her photos/posts not only reek of narcissism, but also of redundancy, lack of originality and a blatant demand for attention.
This friend usually captions her selfies, as well as the ones where she is amidst a group of people; in the latter, her beaming face at the camera still communicates, “Look at me! Aren’t I fabulous?! Check me out having fun!” I have yet to see one candid shot of this woman anywhere on her Facebook page. She’s all about hamming it up for the camera.
When the compliments roll in, her stock response is inevitably, “Awwww, thanks…..”
It’s not just about photos with this particular narcissist. A voiceover artist, she lives to tout herself in that department, as well.
“I had to whip out my sexy voice for an audition. I’m blushing in my studio!”
“I just had a production manager tell me he wanted to come back as my voice!”
“This busy voiceover artist and traffic reporter is looking forward to a day of relaxation…”
“I’m the new voice of (some company/casino/sports team, etc)!”
Again, here come the accolades from devoted followers, to which she responds with the one-size-fits-all, “Awwww, thanks…..”
There is nothing wrong with marketing; but is a personal Facebook page really the platform in which to do so? Voiceover-related posts on Facebook smack of braggadocio, amateurism, unprofessionalism and yeah, narcissism.
They also may as well shout to the masses, “Look at me, I make money with my voice! Aren’t I amazing and compelling? Don’t you wish you were me?”
(My answer: Considering how desperate you are for attention and affirmation, no way in hell, on those last two questions.)
I work in broadcasting, and am a voiceover artist. I have a voiceover website. I also have a voiceover Facebook page. I am all about networking and marketing. Now and then I will post something broadcast-related on my radio station’s Facebook page that is light, fun, informative and sometimes self-deprecating. If I feel so inclined, I may share the same post on my own Facebook page, but it is a rarity.
As for my side career, I almost never post any voiceover-related stuff on my personal Facebook page because a) I don’t need validation in that department, b) most people aren’t going to be able to relate to it, c) it cuts me out to be somewhat of a braggart, and d) I am protective of my work and my clients; it’s not wise for me to show my hand to aggressive zealots like the above-mentioned. You call it paranoia? I call it wisdom.
So why do I find such narcissists entertaining? Why do I continue to visit their Facebook pages? Why, as with this particular nudnik, do I sometimes fantasize about tripping the self-appointed prom queen? Why do I find her uninteresting life so interesting?
Coming up empty, I decided to ask my coworker Hamby, the evening jock on FM 94.9, the alternative rock station I do traffic for. Not only a Facebook aficionado — and frequent poster, mostly for his job — Hamby is also a pop culture wizard.
“Why do we like to check out certain peoples’ Facebook pages, even though we don’t like them,” I asked, almost apologetically.
“Because we want to see the train wreck,” Hamby offered up, not taking his eyes off his computer. “We can’t wait to see what bad decision they have made now.” Then, wheeling around in his chair to face me, diabolical twinkle in his eye, he gestures with his hands, “They’ve got two columns: stuffing food down the garbage disposal, or putting their foot in the garbage disposal, and they always pick the second option.”
To be continued.