Suckerberg is desperate
“How in the world did this ever happen?
These lackeys are following me (us) too much.
I don’t fire up Facebook much; you are number 57.”
That’s my post to the Facebook of recent “friend” ****** **** ******.
****** **** is my aquatic-therapy coach at the Canandaigua YMCA; a feeble attempt to improve my balance, which I perceive as terrible.
We do it in the YMCA’s swimming-pool, twice per week.
I have a Facebook; I hardly look at it. Facebook is so complicated I can’t make sense of it. Nor do I wanna.
Simple words, like “share,” take on obtuse technical meanings.
I hate to be a pest, but Facebook “friends” seem more like acquaintances. Why can’t they call ‘em that?
An actual friend says Facebook is for those needing a life.
Like in order to give credence and value to one’s life, you need to accumulate as many Facebook “friends” as you can.
I have only 57. ****** **** is number 57.
I don’t have 89 bazilyun “friends;” I think the limit is 1,000, or perhaps 5,000.
Thousands of acquaintances YES; but not many actual friends — maybe 50, or even less.
Out of that 50 I’m only gonna spill to maybe 10 or five, or even fewer.
I don’t need 89 bazilyun Facebook “friends.”
Furthermore, Facebook has frozen this rig — although not recently.
Every time I fire up Facebook, and that’s perhaps once per week, it displays a row of “friend” suggestions, usually “friends” of my own Facebook “friends.” Often complete strangers I wouldn’t know in a million years.
Yet here was ****** ****, no mutual “friends” that I know of. Just the fact she’s my aquacize coach.
How did they figger that? Suckerberg and his lackeys are “following” me.
Somehow they got that I was doing aquatic therapy at the YMCA, and ****** ****, a Facebooker, was my coach.
A few weeks ago I ordered a new radio scanner online — got it from Home Depot.
I use a scanner to monitor railroad-radio. I’m a railfan, and have been since age-2.
So now my Facebook is suggesting I buy a scanner online from Home Depot.
They follow me like leeches.
My grocery gives me discounts so they can monitor my purchases. It’s called “Shoppers Club.”
They can see it’s me cleaning them out of 60% Ghirardelli baking-chocolate bars.
A while ago they sent me a coupon for standard applesauce, because they were discontinuing macintosh applesauce.
They noticed I was buying macintosh applesauce, and didn’t wanna lose me.
Windows applesauce, mayhap?
Give it up, dudes, and quit screwing on your caps so tight I gotta use a three-foot pipe-wrench.
Is this what our world is coming to? Suckerberg, etc following us like leeches?
They probably already know I’m blogging this.
I’m glad to add ****** ****, but what prompted that?
• “Suckerberg” is of course Mark Zuckerberg, head-honcho of Facebook.
• RE: “‘Windows’ versus ‘Macintosh’ applesauce......” —This computer is an Apple MacBook Pro (“Macintosh”). All my siblings use Windows PCs, and loudly declare Apple ‘pyooters are toys. The fact I use a MAC indicates I’m rebellious and stupid.
These lackeys are following me (us) too much.
I don’t fire up Facebook much; you are number 57.”
That’s my post to the Facebook of recent “friend” ****** **** ******.
****** **** is my aquatic-therapy coach at the Canandaigua YMCA; a feeble attempt to improve my balance, which I perceive as terrible.
We do it in the YMCA’s swimming-pool, twice per week.
I have a Facebook; I hardly look at it. Facebook is so complicated I can’t make sense of it. Nor do I wanna.
Simple words, like “share,” take on obtuse technical meanings.
I hate to be a pest, but Facebook “friends” seem more like acquaintances. Why can’t they call ‘em that?
An actual friend says Facebook is for those needing a life.
Like in order to give credence and value to one’s life, you need to accumulate as many Facebook “friends” as you can.
I have only 57. ****** **** is number 57.
I don’t have 89 bazilyun “friends;” I think the limit is 1,000, or perhaps 5,000.
Thousands of acquaintances YES; but not many actual friends — maybe 50, or even less.
Out of that 50 I’m only gonna spill to maybe 10 or five, or even fewer.
I don’t need 89 bazilyun Facebook “friends.”
Furthermore, Facebook has frozen this rig — although not recently.
Every time I fire up Facebook, and that’s perhaps once per week, it displays a row of “friend” suggestions, usually “friends” of my own Facebook “friends.” Often complete strangers I wouldn’t know in a million years.
Yet here was ****** ****, no mutual “friends” that I know of. Just the fact she’s my aquacize coach.
How did they figger that? Suckerberg and his lackeys are “following” me.
Somehow they got that I was doing aquatic therapy at the YMCA, and ****** ****, a Facebooker, was my coach.
A few weeks ago I ordered a new radio scanner online — got it from Home Depot.
I use a scanner to monitor railroad-radio. I’m a railfan, and have been since age-2.
So now my Facebook is suggesting I buy a scanner online from Home Depot.
They follow me like leeches.
My grocery gives me discounts so they can monitor my purchases. It’s called “Shoppers Club.”
They can see it’s me cleaning them out of 60% Ghirardelli baking-chocolate bars.
A while ago they sent me a coupon for standard applesauce, because they were discontinuing macintosh applesauce.
They noticed I was buying macintosh applesauce, and didn’t wanna lose me.
Windows applesauce, mayhap?
Give it up, dudes, and quit screwing on your caps so tight I gotta use a three-foot pipe-wrench.
Is this what our world is coming to? Suckerberg, etc following us like leeches?
They probably already know I’m blogging this.
I’m glad to add ****** ****, but what prompted that?
• “Suckerberg” is of course Mark Zuckerberg, head-honcho of Facebook.
• RE: “‘Windows’ versus ‘Macintosh’ applesauce......” —This computer is an Apple MacBook Pro (“Macintosh”). All my siblings use Windows PCs, and loudly declare Apple ‘pyooters are toys. The fact I use a MAC indicates I’m rebellious and stupid.
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