Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Go to the place where everybody knows your name (and birthday)

When I signed on to Facebook I was suspicious. I wanted people to find me but I didn't want nobody thieving my identity, so when it demanded, I put in my real name and a random birthday to sign up. Months later, after a spectacularly shit day at work (where I cried in front of my colleagues for the first time and came the closest yet to quitting) I began receiving warm wishes and birthday greetings from friends and friends of friends after work. THEY ARE STILL COMING IN! I am now a devoted fan of the fake birthday. Thankyou Facebook. I may not quit you after all.