co-workers keep finding me on facebook. (yet another reason i hate facebook).
do i take down all my wasted at the bar / getting awesome / PBR helmet photos?
or do i remain unapologetic, announcing to the facebook world: THIS IS WHO I AM! I SHALL NOT CHANGE!
the CEO of our company’s husband just added me. i don’t even know how to handle this.
i hate facebook with a passion. the only people who add me are long lost friends from jr. high and weirdos. and nothing about facebook makes any sense to me. long after facebook becomes the greatest website in the world, and myspace hits an iceberg and starts slowly sinking into the north atlantic, i will be on deck, playing a tune on the cello, awaiting my frigid icy death.
let’s just hope that co-workers don’t find the ol’ blog-o-rama.
(note to co-workers: the comment section on this post is an excellent opportunity to announce yourself, thereby letting me know not to rant about employment-related things)
i hate facebook.
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