I tried Google plus. Years ago. It sucked so bad, no one else was on there, I had a few real friends in my "circle" but it was equivalent to posting random facts... to myself. BUT Facebook sucks too and in a multitude of ways.
Too much family snooping in your business, irks. I might have to unfriend my own mother. She just tried to "tell on" my cousin to me. She acted like he had just posted some vulgar language directed at his stepfather. Not that I care, because I don't, I'm not the obscenity police. I fondly remember that same cousin sitting in his bathroom with a bar of soap in his mouth when we were like nine years old. Didn't work, did it? That was parenting back in the day, at it's best. I was pleasantly walking down the stairs, aka running away from my mother who lives in the same house with my immediate family since August. She was adamant that I join her and witness the blasphemy my deranged cousin wrote. I kept moving, if I stopped I'd have to pretend to be interested. I yelled that I would check it out when I got to my PC, that I was immersed in some urgent business. I wasn't. I finished whatever task I was completing and peeked onto my uncle's FB page because my mother was acting like my cousin should be checked into a state pen. "He said F.U." She used the actual terminology, I just don't think it's necessary for my blog page. I have manners. Ha. On paper. I couldn't find any negative comments, interesting comments, or any actual comments for the full minute I spent looking at my uncle's profile. There were a lot of videos. Posted daily. They looked like fake news. No, thank you. No one made any comments within the ten days I quickly reviewed. When I was back upstairs she reeled me in. "Did you see it? He say Fuck you," OK, it's kind of funny because of my mother's thick Thai accent. "Show me." She pulls up an email she sent of a screen shot she sent to my uncle on December 4, 2016. The screen shot is my cousin's first name and it says, "F*&^ you, I hope you choke..." It cuts off. I can't read the rest. I'd actually have to see the post and be on the profile, not looking at a screenshot of an outdated email message. "This is over a year ago, mom, and there's no context to what this is even about or if that person is my cousin or someone with his same first name. You're showing me an email you sent, and it's weird that you're offended by it today." I have no idea why I bothered. Did my cousin tell his step father to choke on something? Was it a joke? No one knows, except the people that it was actually intended for IN 2016. I'm over being "friends" with aunties and work people. Snitchbook. Spybook. Checkoutyourexbook. I was reprimanded at work for blasting a psycho co-worker back in good old 2016. I had to erase my rant then promise my then boss to never do it again. That whack job was smashing things up in the office and bullying a coworker. She's still a mess in a dress, but I created another profile and left that position. My new profile is work and family friendly. No lunacy or F's, no penis/vagina jokes or parties on that one. I'm a teacher. I'm a professional, but can I be human as well? I think I'm funny. I like fart jokes. And the messages in instant messenger which are being sent by people other than your actual friends is a reality. I immediately erased messenger from my phone 2 years ago when I read the fine print that by using messenger I grant FB the right to send messages in my name. They can send your friends spam and advertisements and those idiotic chain messages. Those may be from your real friends, but how will you know? They control it all. An article that came out in the UK said that in the United States, the new messenger has a clause that can record your face from your own device. Super big-brother, creepy crap. Tag this person? Facial recognition? It's getting to be ridiculous. I also had a "Page" on Facebook to promote my art business. That was the original reason I even started a profile, besides the fact I just had a baby and needed some sort of outlet for my personal misery. My work on the FB page is being pimped out by the man who wont share it without $5 a boost. First one's free? F.U. FB, you can choke on my cousin's... I understand why people post that they're done with FB, permanently, but they always come back. There are minuscule bonuses, like communicating with your overseas family members, or seeing ugly photos of people you're mad at. I wouldn't mind reading more of my cousin's posts. An F.U. button would rule.
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