Sebbie on the Webbie

We all love Facebook, right? Except when we hate it. Like these times:

These are the10  things I hate about Facebook:

1. Cause invitations. You can’t do anything but join them, while you think that your membership in the “save polar bears” group will do tittley squat for the wellbeing of polar bears.

2. I hate that advertisement that wants me to take an IQ test to beat my friends who are, according to the advert, idiots with an average IQ of 122.

3. I hate being poked, being dragged to pillow fights and being gifted with pixels, too.

4. I hate friend requests from people you’ve never met or can’t possibly remember without the personalized message giving some sort of an indication of WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHAT DO YOU WANT OF ME?!

5. I hate the notifications about someone else who ALSO commented on what ever you commented on. I really don’t want to know that Gerald Leatherpants from Germany said he also likes the photo.

6. I hate the fact that there are complete sections in some nations leading publications writing naf commentry about Facebook and have my friends forward the links to everyone in the mind set: “They wrote about us!”

7. I hate it when people panic about their friends seeing them on Facebook. What do you have to hide? Why do you have such creepy friends? Why did you add them if you don’t want them to know about you? Besides, why would you think anyone is interested in the gory details of your life? I certainly haven’t checked your profile since you added me (if then) unless you’re one of my best friends.

8. I hate the fact that there is two instances of “invite your friends to join” -links on the Facebook home page. I have 110 friends, am I not popular enough for you? What more do you want, my first born son?

9. I  hate that nobody uses Quotes, even though that’s the coolest standard app on Facebook. (And the fact that it doesn’t even work right now.)

10. Super Wall. I am sick of the videos that people send to all of their friends thinking they’re soooo funny. (Or new.)