I worry about what Facebook knows about me. I’m very careful about what I share but you never know who’s looking. In my house we all leave our Facebook pages open. I occasionally get fraped but the very worst I’ve had is sitting in a bath sucking my big toe whilst covered in peanut butter (thanks Jamie). A few weeks ago one of my kids unblocked everyone I’d ever blocked. Did they tell me? Did they fuck. I got 2 friends requests from people I knew where on my dark fk off side before I knew anything. On checking I didn’t have anyone on block. I suspect it was my son Jack but since I couldn’t prove it I had to let it go. My block list has been created. I had so many on block I’m sure I’ve forgotten some but that life. My privacy settings are now set high. People can search me but whether or not they find me is a different story. I sometimes question why I’m there. I way to old to be pouting or doing selfies. I have a mobile & everybody important knows my number so I tend to ignore pm’s.. O I remember why I’m on Facebook. I follow the drama of my kids lives. They are far more interesting than any soap opera. Kids share far more on Facebook than they would in reality. I know who’s going out with who. i know when friends fall out & why. I know when my eldest is arranging a night in or out & I know all I need to know without asking. I have 700 friends & I have no idea how the hell I got so many. I get all kinds of weird shit on a daily basis & if I see one more guys penis I swear I’ll send it to everyone on his friends list.
I do know my time on Facebook is coming to an end. The technical world has moved on. We should all be using snapchat & instagram. I don’t use either haha. I’m being left behind & I don’t care. I’m refusing to give up my wee blackberry. I don’t need an all dancing smartphone. I hate touchpads & I use one for 5hrs ever day in work. I’m old school I like keys. I know where I am with a keyboard. I’m off to log out of facebook & remove my password from my personal laptop. No I don’t use an ipad or a tablet. I’m old school & proud. Peace out..
First video I seen of this had me in stitches. Great song
This song reminds me of a guy called Grant. He has a fab smile. He’s 47 but ridiculously good-looking for his age. His secret, he’s never been married & never had kids. He smiles at me & this song goes off in my head, I have no idea why.
This always puts me into a good mood. Actually more of a kick ass kind of mood lol. I can sense people taking cover as I bang my keys & rightly so.
I got a phone call in work this morning. I say hi & a voice says Jacqueline? Omg this guy sounded just like my Dad. He put the emphasis on the J & had a glasweign accent. I of course knew it wasn’t Dad but just for a split second I thought it was. Maybe because I miss hearing my name just the way he said it. Today is one of those days when it feels like he was here yesterday. After all this time my head just can’t seem to get over missing him. This song is a little bit of self indulgence cos sometimes, we’re allowed to take time out of our busy days & hectic lives to remember.
I can’t imagine what it must be like to be old & confused. I have a customer who appeared in our shop doorway alone & bewildered this morning. He’d been in our shop an hour before with his wife. He’d lost her and was becoming tearful. His wife had put him in their car but he’d forgotten & got out. He’d walked the length of our mall before landing at our shop. His wife was in her bank & had no idea he was lost. I’m so very glad he ended up in our shop. We were able to keep him safe until his wife was located. He could have been my Dad or yours. He had no idea where he was & yet he knew my name. He just didn’t know where from. They’re a lovely couple who have spent their adult lives together. His wife instead of having a partner has become his carer. Thank God we don’t know whats around the corner for us. I do know I don’t want to become old & yet the mirror tells me I am lol. I’m known for zipping myself up within a purple bubble where nothing can hurt me. I wasn’t designed to be an adult & yet sometimes I feel hugely responsible for people I hardly know. Yep, I became a responsible adult. I don’t know how the fuck that happened. It slipped in without my noticing, a bit like compassion.
So, my working day has been & gone. Its a cold, miserable day despite our summer time just beginning. I looked out my window this morning to be greeted by snow. Yeh, summer has arrived. Kids were slow to start this morning which meant a queue for the bathroom (ggggrrrrrr). My mobile network was down (thanks EE). That meant I could go to work without checking texts or emails. I made it to work on time & was greeted happily by Mr Manager,. Its so nice when people park their moods in neutral. I don’t expect a happy vibe but a smile goes a long way for me. Football practice tonight so its an early dinner. Pretty dull day but at least I remember it all & that I do appreciate.