So when I hear everybody’s on Facebook, I’m thinking ‘I should be there too’, so I sign up. It took me 2 weeks to get a picture on it, and another 2 to get pics I want to share – I kinda thought that was the whole idea; to share pics.
But no – you’re supposed to talk to people – or ‘comment’ to their comments. Ok, I’m game – so I post a comment – whoops, I think I’m talking to myself. Didn’t push right button.
Ok, maybe there’s another way - write on their wall? Write on a wall?? I used to get in trouble for that!! Especially when it was someone else’s wall. Ekkk – now who am I talking to? Did I just tell the whole world that? Or is it just the person whose pic I’m looking at? Or is it all 7 of my friends? Picture this: the Kathy cartoon when pulling her hair out.
Here’s what I’ve learned:
Other people have much more exciting lives than I do – I better step it up or start lying about it.
There are multitudes of people out there with your name! That’s just scary – talk about identity theft!
Get in touch with my old High School friends? No thanks, don’t want to relive those memories.
The bottom line is that you are creating an open diary for your friends to read – Did I remember to post that I just finished breakfast?
Don’t hear me saying that I’m doing this kicking & screaming - I love this stuff. So if you’ll excuse me, I think I’ll help my mother-in-law set up her facebook page; it will make me feel young again!

-Pat-

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