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| Date Posted |
May 17, 2009 |
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Facebook the facilitator or nightmares |
| Posted By |
Michael Ludwick |
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Yesterday I was doing my usual research and signed up for Facebook. I really didn't know what to expect. After I got there I was bombarded with people I knew in High School. Some of the girls I used to hang out with I actually was interested in talking to so I requested to be friends. I approved a few and it was fun for about 10 minutes. Then the onslaught of people I didn't want anything to do with started messaging me and after looking at the beautiful gaggle of girls that have really ruined my memories by seeing them now I deleted everyone and tried to delete my account.
The bad part is I can't delete the images Facebook put in my head. I can understand why it's popular. It's a bunch of people hanging onto High School and that just isn't me. Evidently it isn't anyone I know now because they weren't there after Facebook was kind enough to check my email lists for members.
Now I understand why Chatro has a very strong niche on the net.
Well all the great memories of pretty girls are gone. My mind has been assaulted with too much information too fast. I now know too much about people I haven't seen or talked to for 30 years. It's like a crazy episode of "The outer limits" where people are stuck in the past doomed to repeat conversations they had 30 years ago. Now I have to find out what combination of vodka and tranq's will get this out of my head.
Stick with adult chat and meet new people and create new memories. Facebook has ruined something I hadn't thought of for a few decades.
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