Facebook, you're like my girlfriend's right hand. You just make things harder.
Look party people, I'm all for social networking as a means for enjoying yourself and your life but at this rate, I'm completely fucking sick of having information, photos and useless crap jammed into my eyesockets on a daily basis.
Example: Some chick posted a thing up of her quitting her job via photos of her with a whiteboard. She's hot and calls out her boss for wasting company time.
It looked fake. She was too posey.
One day later...She admits it. It wasnt that funny to begin with.
Why did I need that in my inbox?
I'm too old and too retardedly smart to want to have to deal with crap like this. I am not dumb enough nor do I have the patience to click "add" to see Lady Gaga's true sex revealed or see the 10 photos you cannot stare at for 30 seconds.
I don't care about pictures of you and your friends in bikinis in a large group or your cousin's wedding or untagged photos of hot ass. Tag that shit or don't post it; give me someone to stalk or not at all.
Facebook has made it easy to forget about the little things in life and it's making us all dumber. I made a decision to ween myself off of it because I feel my intelligence and time being sucked away. And you know what else?
I don't like people all that much. I don't like reading them complain, post about restaurants they visit, checking into events via foursquare, reposting articles that most smart people have already read. It's pretty unreasonable and unreal and at the end of the day, I don't need it.
Pardon me; I have some real work to do. Figuring out how to avoid making my life seem like the plot to idiocracy.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
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