I can’t even imagine a day without Facebook.
Well, I couldn’t until there was one. Yesterday.
At first I thought it was my laptop. Then I thought it must be Charter or my WiFi. Surely it couldn’t be… Facebook was down! Gasp!
Since Twitter has been tedious and so unfun lately, I’ve been spending a bulk of my “social time” on Facebook. So when it crashed, the full weight of my Facebook addiction came to bear. It’s true. I don’t have a TV. I don’t watch the news. The first thing I check when I crack open the laptop… nope, not CNN.com, not nytimes.com. Facebook, of course… because it’s all the news about ME!
Can I deny the problem when my browser’s auto-fill fills in “www.facebook.com” when I type in “w?” Doesn’t everyone’s browser do that?!
As a friend of mine said, “It’s the ultimate validation… “Look! There I am!” As if our lives didn’t exist before it was all collected and compiled in one easy to access url.
To be fair, I really NEEDED Facebook yesterday because I had to grab a picture (that exists nowhere else) from one of my albums for another MomCrunch post. So, like, I was working. And I was also waiting for a very important message from a Facebook friend regarding a time and place for a very important lunch. And then it hit me… I don’t even know this person’s phone number or email anymore. Who needs it? We have Facebook chat.
But in all seriousness, have we (I) become overly dependent on this free social platform that happens to own all my data? We count on it to be there. What happens when it’s not? Or, heaven forbid, what happens if they start charging for it?
And along came Google+….