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My Plea to Facebook

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

I like Facebook. No two ways about it.

FB has connected me with friends long lost - at least to me. Their photos and vidoes are great. Messaging and status updates are fun. People post amazing, sometimes insightful stuff picked up elsewhere on the web. A fast, happy way of being in touch.

But here's my problem. Facebook has gone application happy. And guess what, just about everyone with the smarts to write code has taken them up on it. Being bombarded with useless info on who took which quiz is not my idea of connecting.

Don't get me wrong. I'm glad that many of my friends are testing positive for all sorts of things; some are destined for fame and fortune. They resemble no less than the most happening dude (or dudette); others whose karmic soul is calm and blessed. There are vocabulary aces and movie trivia kings. Yay for all of you.

It's just that I don't really need to know all of that. And on any given day when I look up my FB Home page to find out what's going on with my friends, could Facebook please spare me the outcomes of inane tests. Thanks but no thanks. There might be folks who just take a quiz for fun, and don't necessarily want to broadcast the fact to a hundred friends that their lover-like potential was rated way short of Don Juan's. For that matter, a Lazy Mind test I took elsewhere indicated that I use only 8% of my brain, but do you really think I want to advertise that little tit-bit.

Luckily for me, once I discovered the 'Hide' option on FB, things are much improved.

Still, one wonders that with the time and imagination some people have, what might be the next test they could come up with.

Guesses, anyone?

Posted by Pooja at 1:39 PM  

2 comments:

Priya said...

UGH! This IS getting rather annoying! And I did not know abt the Hide button. Thank you!

September 17, 2009 10:16 PM  
Pooja said...

I know, Priya. Thank heavens for small mercies.

September 18, 2009 2:58 PM  

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