Facebook Reject
Thursday, October 30th, 2008Our agency is into social media. Our clients are trying new things every day. Our social media specialist encourages all of us to jump in with both feet. And pretty much everyone else here has long since made the plunge. So I decided it was time to give up the ghost and enter the world of Facebook. I’ll admit that I approached with caution. I’ve heard a lot. It’s such a convenient way to keep in touch, share your life, blah, blah, blah. But I’ve also noticed what I fondly refer to as “celebrity status syndrome” or css. This is where formerly normal people, who’ve been known to pride themselves on their right to privacy, have decided that the world needs to know every little thing they do down to their most private and intimate thoughts – as if they think of themselves as some sort of a celebrity. And I can only hope to god this never happens to me – please tell me it doesn’t happen to everyone! Did they never hear that words communicated visually take on a much higher trite factor? Apparently not.
I know this is a social revolution, and that all things will ultimately equalize as the proverbial water (and here I refer to Facebook status updates) finds its own level. But in the meantime I’m noticing that a lot of “twitter is really twaddle”. There, I said it. Are these people searching for their 15 minutes of fame in some lame ass mental meanderings that no one gives a fat rat’s ass about? Because that’s just sad. I urge you to think before putting finger to keyboard – because thinking is something you do in your mind and every thought does NOT have to be shared. Life is short and it seems a shame to waste valuable time in reading that my neighbor’s orange juice was slightly acidic this morning. Or that he’s still feeling sweaty from his morning run. Why, why must we be inflicted with these inanities? And frankly, I don’t even want to read about celebrity flop sweat much less the flop sweat of any of the rest of you! Let’s set some limits here!
Ironically, once my decision was made and I went through the sign up procedure I found that Facebook wasn’t for everyone. I never received confirmation, and was never able to enter the system. After e-mailing them and trying again (even with a different address) and e-mailing them yet again I have come to the conclusion that big brother really is watching – and he doesn’t want me in Facebook. I have to admit – this time he probably made the right decision. So don’t try to find me there – apparently I’ve been rejected by Facebook. Don’t feel too bad – it could be worse. Had things gone differently I could be twittering about the sounds my stomach is making since it’s almost time for lunch – and then I could compare them to a small 5-speed truck lurching up a steep incline…