Is there anything more irritating than when you’re sitting at your job, bored as hell and wanting to kill somebody, and then you log onto Facebook and see somebody bragging about how much they love their job. They will simply say:
“I love my job”
They won’t even give any context. They’ll just say it. As if we care. It’s really the last thing I ever want to see.
And not even necessarily because I’m jealous. I don’t hate my job at all. I like it, actually. I mean, it’s not like I have a smile on my face all day thinking how happy I am to be at work or anything. I’m usually cranky, bitter and tired. But I still know that things could be much worse.
Anyway, let me tell you why I hate this particular Facebook status so much.
a) Nobody cares. Seriously.
b) At the very least, give a reason. If I’m going to waste even a second of my day reading your dumb status, please tell me why you enjoy it so much. Just one tidbit will do.
c) Do you really love your job? Because I don’t think you do. I think you’re one of those insecure people who is never really satisfied with anything. You’re also probably one of those people who posts all the time, “I love my life.” Think about it, if you really do love your life, and you have an endless supply of happiness, do you really need to post about it? of course not. But if you’re miserable, then you need to pretend.
d) And if you genuinely do love your job, then the rest of your life probably sucks. Work is wear you pay the bills, get your shit done, and get the fuck home. Nothing more. You’re supposed to be happy when you get home from work, not the other way around.
e) Nobody cares.
Basically, what I am trying to say is that people need to stop treating Facebook like it’s their own personal blog. That’s what Twitter accounts are for.
Whenever I’m about to post a Facebook status, I stop and think, “Wait a minute… do I even care about what I am about to say?” If the answer is no — which it usually is — then no one else cares. And that’s when I post it on Twitter. I think that should become the general rule of thumb for people with their Facebook statuses.
But please, save the “I love my job” statuses. Many people hate their job. As they should. Saying how much you love yours just makes you seem like an even bigger asshole than you already are.
And speaking of awful Facebook statuses, how terrible is it when people talk directly to inanimate or abstract things. Like the weather. Or a season. When somebody says “Summer…. please come,” it makes me want to learn how to build and manufacture my own sledgehammer. Just so I can use it to destroy my computer.
It doesn’t accomplish anything. There is not one person in the world that will see that status and benefit in any single way. Hence the rule of thumb that I posted above.
Today, a Facebook friend posted: “See ya later Hofstra. Come hereeeee summer time.”
This is awful. First of all, nobody says “see ya.” Secondly, he’s talking to two things that will never have the physical capability of talking back; An university and a season. Double suck. Also, note the five consecutive letter E’s. This sentence embodies everything that I hate about Facebook statuses.
And the worst part? Five people liked that status. Five assholes.
Enough with that. By the way, how much does this rain suck? I know we’re just entering that rough patch where it’s shitty for the last few weeks until it becomes beautiful out and stays that way until late August, but, it’s still pretty brutal. Although, I don’t want to become one of those assholes that complains about the weather every day just like how everybody did when it was snowing all throughout January. So that’s all you’ll ever hear me say about that.
I watched the trailer yesterday for the Adventures of Tin Tin, directed by Steven Spielberg and produced by Peter Jackson. It looks awesome.
I am definitely going to want to see this movie as soon as it comes out. The last animated movie I was eager to see in theaters before this was “How to Train Your Dragon,” which I was originally supposed to see with my friend Melissa on a date. It never ended up happening so maybe we’ll end up seeing this one instead. I probably should have texted her that instead of writing it here. Oh well, too late now because I already typed it out and I am too lazy to hit the backspace button.
I’m going to go brush my teeth. Good hygeine, please come!