Facebook

Facebook is one of those things that sometimes I wish I’d thought of myself. (One day I’ll write about the idea I had that was three years ahead of the market and instead of making me millions got me screwed over).

But there are good and bad sides to Facebook. Good in that I’ve met some cool new people through it, good in that it enables a whole bunch of me and my friends to keep in touch easily and also good in that when I’m a bit bored I can go Facebook surfing for a few minutes.

The bad side mainly comes down to two things, the endless stream of apps that people want you to install and then some people that you add as a so called friend, I find the two are closely connected. Recently  a couple of people that I went to school with and that I haven’t seen or spoken to in 15 years added me. Now don’t get me wrong it is great to catch up with people, but from one person in particular I have had a couple of requests every day to ‘rate their sexiness’, ’see my sketch of you’ or some other application. To then make it even funnier the same person sent me a message asking what I’d been up to for the past 15 years and insisted on me telling them everything. That could take some time depending on the level of detail I go into.

The anally retentive part of me tries to keep my FB profile tidy and not too cluttered, so adding little apps is a simple no. Yes, call me cantankerous and a grumpy old man (after all that is what is says on my key ring), but I know what I like and I like what I know.

As for the 15 year update, I’m now up to March 1994. I feel it could take some time to get to the present day and with some of those years being patchy in the memory department it might take a very long time indeed!