I HATE Facebook. I don’t mind Twitter so much, it’s only 140 characters to read, so it’s quick and painless. But Facebook just annoys me. I log in every now and then and like 50 people message me to chat…
If I wanted to talk to you, I would’ve messaged you first.
But I’m a self-proclaimed misanthrope. If you don’t know what that word means, think House M.D.
In fact, House M.D. is my favorite show!
One of my favorite House-isms is:
Mainly because it’s so true. But, I digress…
Back to the issue at hand. I hate Facebook. Although, it is useful to keep in touch with people like my sister and share photos, but it’s also a PITA. I don’t really care that you had quinoa and egg whites for breakfast (inside joke there…). Facebook is like the local hangout for all the narcissists of the world. It screams “LOOK AT ME!! LIKE ME!!!”
Twitter isn’t so bad because you can easily just scroll through all the BS looking for the gems.
I can totally get in on that. 😀
I bring this up mainly because I broke down and started a Facebook page for this blog. I felt left out, I admit it. All my blogger friends have that awesome little “Like me on Facebook” box that taunts how many people liked them…
Now I have that little awesome box… but it’s only got one like… and that was ME! Is that completely narcissistic or what?
I also just opened up a shop on Cafepress. I was reading a free ebook called “47 Ways to Make $100 in a Day” and Cafepress was one of them. Although, the author failed to mention how much of a RPITA (that’s royal pain in the ass) the site is to use. I’ve been unable to create the design I wanted, every time I click “I’m Finished” the image refuses to load. (It couldn’t possibly be user error!)
But again, I digress…
Who came up with this social media thing anyway? I mean, how many different ways can you share a photo? You can Facebook it, Tweet it, Stumble Upon it (that one’s clever I admit), Tumble it, and Pin it… and don’t forget LinkedIn… (is that Link it?) Do we really need a gazillion different ways to share a picture?
Narcissism at its best.