I have quite a few connections on LinkedIn. So many, that I've started culling the ones I really don't know, or the ones who are trying to connect to me to play the game "6 Degrees from Kevin Bacon." And if you're a recruiter? You. Are. Out.
Okay, I'm being facetious, but really...how many people have contacted you on Linkedin, to get you to write a letter of introduction for them to another person you do know that is a Linkedin connection?
I bet I get 20 a month.
If I did that all the time, I wouldn't have time to do MY oilfield job!
We all need help to make connections, no doubt. But do it in person, people! The way I did! Before the LinkedIn app! (Okay, enough exclamation points.)
In most all of the "connect me to Kevin Bacon" requests, all it would take is for that requestor to (1) email the person he wants to meet or (2) stop by the office, repeatedly if necessary, until the door opens. People really really really do like the personal touch.
And then, there are the people, who in real life, have either transgressed a boundary (doesn't happen often!), or flat-out done something so stupid you never ever wanna be seen around them, much less have a connection.
This is what happened with this recent wanna-be oilfield request for connection. And I screen shot it, and sent it to my brother, who happened to be around for this particular transgression of which I speak. Or, of which I'm not speaking. Dear Brother Scott advises me to report it to LinkedIn as spam. Well, heck, I don't have to tell you that. Look for yourself.
Needless to say...my brother always makes me laugh.
