All kinds of stuff has been in the media about it, the amount of time and money all companies are losing now that their employees are Facebooking all day.
That all the pictures and texts that are published in the community can be sold i.e. we have signed over the rights for Facebook to do what ever they want with the pics.
There is also a huge conspiracy thing connected with Facebook which is quite fun: http://www.albumoftheday.com/facebook/
But I can’t be bothered anymore. I was sort of excited about Facebook for a while, as long as I was finding long lost friends with whom I hadn’t seen in 5, 10, 15 and even 20(!) years. That was great. But after the initial “WOW! How are you?! What are you doing?” things die down a bit.
Then I started to realise that people at work could actually see everything I wrote and did. Writing stuff like “Caroline is pretending to work” or “Caroline is trying to figure out an excuse so she can leave work early” in the status field might not be so smart of me, especially when I am already being completely shunned by my work mates and boss.
But then the hatred of Facebook started to seep into my heart. All the zombie, vampire, Super wall, X me, Aquarium, Film quizzes and other bullshit applications! What the fuck? Go away! Throw sheep and world wide travelling teddy bears at yourselves - if you think its so fun! Just leave me alone!
Just a few days ago I met a girl who told me she got weird guys wanting to add her just because she had big boobs. Now this has not happen to me yet (I can’t figure out why?!) but yesterday the first stranger tried to add me as his friend.
I got the request from a guy I didn’t know or had ever met. I was confused, thought for a moment that my memory was even worse than expected and that I actually had met him. He did know two other people I knew. So I had to ask “Do I know you?”.
The answer was: “No, but I saw that you knew two of my best friends so I thought I would add you too :)”
I had a look at this guys profile.
His profile picture was of him gobbling down whiskey or something like it directly from a bottle. Some other pictures of him depicted him posing in a police (?) uniform with a huge automatic weapon of some sort.
ARRGHH! (Sound effect of allergic reaction)
Ok, I know a lot of girls get turned on by uniforms and maybe I am strange cause it disgusts me. Police and military uniforms make me feel sick to the stomach and an urge to run as far away as possible hits my legs.
So I politely answered him:
“What's with the gun and drinking straight out of a bottle? Is it a description of the size of your dick and brain? In other words – tiny.
Your best friends are very nice people and maybe you are too, but so far I don't know. I have a thing about adding people I don't know so maybe you shall try your luck somewhere else. And if we happen to be introduced and you turn out to be a misunderstood nice guy, then I can add you later.
Sorry.”
Maybe a bit harsh.
But fun.
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4 comments:
Still think it was a great reply and that you actually did the guy a favor.
And by the way, I deeply apologize if I have ever thrown a sheep at you.
Puss & Kram!
Ahh, so the initial hatred became fun and now has turned full circle- time to delete your profile or keep it just in case..... glad I introduced you!!! Gaz X
Yes, actually I am having serious plans to delete it completely. How do you still cope?!
"I'm trying hard to assume good faith, but I have a hard time being civil"
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