Last week’s post (My Dog Ate The Internet) generated a few interesting and fun comments.
One particularly stands out as it made Danita and me laugh.
So, I’d like to share it with you (no names of course).
I had an incident recently where we got one of those automatic vacuum cleaners – you know the ones that scoot around on their own & clean. Got it for the office where there isn’t a mass of dog hair & it stands a chance of actually cleaning.
It ate a client bank statement. So I had to ring the client & ask them to supply us with another copy because “the vacuum ate my homework”.
I can relate!
Moving right along…
I have assiduously avoided facebook.
I’ve had a facebook personal profile (laurence.v.harrould) and a business page (AvielNavigator) for years, because marketing people were telling me I had to have them.
Until recently, I’ve been largely inactive on them.
However, today something weird happened…
While preparing to write my weekly blog post (this one) I was looking for some material about satisfaction and happiness.
I found a couple of things and thought they’d be good to post on facebook.
Why, did I have such an insane thought after years of avoiding that world?
Because lately Danita has shown me a number of posts which were of particular interest, and amusing.
So, these seemed to fall into that category and I’ve had some people “encouraging” me to get active.
While doing these posts I bumped into the photo album section and remembered that I’d promised to post some of my photos from the trip to Egypt last year with QC seminars.
I thought it would be a quick job and once I’d got it done I’d feel better because that was something else I could tick off my to-do list.
Sadly, this concept of a “quick job” just doesn’t seem to have any real meaning.
There was nothing quick about it.
Actually, there was – posting the photos.
Then the chaos began…
People started “liking” my photos and making comments.
That meant I had to respond.
Danita tells me you don’t have to respond to these things immediately but when someone says they enjoy something you’ve said or done it’s hard not to react and, at least, acknowledge their feedback.
This can lead into a range of conversations.
Not only that but I started to find people “liking” my photos and commenting on them (or the people in them) who I’d never heard of – they are friends of friends – you know the way it works.
Anyway, having sat down to write my weekly post I found that a few hours had disappeared while I was involved in online conversations.
I’m a bit daunted by the various elements of facebook: your wall, timeline, photo albums, and that’s just the bits I’ve STARTED to comprehend.
When I realised there are different icons for comments compared to likes, that was quite a revelation (and very handy when trying to manage time).
I’ve found it can become quite addictive as it changes so rapidly and some of the things which fly past can be moving, inspiring, depressing or just funny.
Posts about grammar have become quite popular in our house of late.
Here are a couple of examples.
The power of case: can you tell the difference between “I helped my Uncle Jack off a horse” and “I helped my uncle jack off a horse”?
If so, next time you’re planning to be trendy and use all lower case remember Uncle Jack.
If not, please make sure you wash before we shake hands.
OF COURSE, THE CONVERSE OF THAT IS USING ALL UPPER CASE which makes it look like you’re shouting.
And then there’s the correct usage of words like “your” and “you’re” which seems to have gone out of vogue.
But it’s important, as is understanding the difference between “knowing your shit” and “knowing you’re shit” – hmm.
Apologies for the language used, but there are contextual imperatives operating here (does that sound impressive?)
Ah, the joys of language subtleties.
So, on that note, I’ll go back to responding to all these new friends I’ve suddenly discovered I have on facebook (there goes tonight’s sleep).