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Facebook and it's brand of unlimited annoyance

I created my Facebook account more than 10 yrs back. It was exciting as hell! I could connect with my old classmates. Snoop around. Later, it would even suggest if I knew this person with whom I shared common friends. Eventually, the family would join in and it was great at first to poke them, share old pics and in general just stay in touch. Now, one could tag friends in a pic instead of sharing a boring Picasa/Yahoo link.

Just like the internet, Facebook was soon taken over by cat & dog videos. If FarmVille requests didn't annoy you, CandyCrush was waiting right around the corner. Then came the checking into places, posting food pics. Soon people started posting about their runs/cycles/marathon achievements. Like that just wasn't enough, people started dishing out pics in exotic locations with their perfect love/family in their ever so perfect life. Never ending eulogies for loved ones (the one's still alive and kicking) is all the rage now. I thought this would be the most annoying thing that you could come across, then life turns you 30.

30s is when most of your friends, classmates, colleagues get into production mode. And thus begins the cycle of baby pics (well those are adorable), child's milestones. Sometimes you will be invited to vote for their baby as the cutest kid (what!!!), at other times you would get a friend request from their baby (double what what!!!).  I'm now privy to their report cards, pics of their birthday parties I clearly was never invited to.
Can't wait for what FB will throw at me next. PS: it's WhatsApp and the steady flow of Good Morning inspirational messages from Family Groups.

Love
Crazy Old Jealous Witch.

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