Social Networking Gaffes
Freddy Woo writes, "My school bully just friended me on Facebook!" No doubt he pokes him, and then demands his lunch money.
Personally, last month a scantily clad young woman confused me with her fiance, with whom I share a first and last name. I'm still not sure she's noticed, but she's going to be mortified when she does.
What's the biggest mistake you've made using a social networking site?
( , Thu 11 Sep 2008, 14:06)
Freddy Woo writes, "My school bully just friended me on Facebook!" No doubt he pokes him, and then demands his lunch money.
Personally, last month a scantily clad young woman confused me with her fiance, with whom I share a first and last name. I'm still not sure she's noticed, but she's going to be mortified when she does.
What's the biggest mistake you've made using a social networking site?
( , Thu 11 Sep 2008, 14:06)
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My old school has an "Old Boys/Girls" thing.
They probably have a Facebookpage, but I've never checked. I'm rather proud that of my year, I was the only one not invited to join.
Visiting my home town, in my 30s, I accidentally walked into the pub where they were having a reunion thingy. FFS, they were still singing rugby songs, and being pricks to the bar staff. If there were bread rolls to be thrown, rest assured, they would have been sailing through the air.
It's good NOT to keep in touch sometimes, particularly if formative years were spent with upper calss tossers; I won a scholarship to this particular den of the 3 b's. (*)
No way could my parents have afforded for me to go otherwise.
* Beatings, buggery and bad food. I managed to avoid the 2nd one, luckily.
( , Sun 14 Sep 2008, 10:56, 1 reply)
They probably have a Facebookpage, but I've never checked. I'm rather proud that of my year, I was the only one not invited to join.
Visiting my home town, in my 30s, I accidentally walked into the pub where they were having a reunion thingy. FFS, they were still singing rugby songs, and being pricks to the bar staff. If there were bread rolls to be thrown, rest assured, they would have been sailing through the air.
It's good NOT to keep in touch sometimes, particularly if formative years were spent with upper calss tossers; I won a scholarship to this particular den of the 3 b's. (*)
No way could my parents have afforded for me to go otherwise.
* Beatings, buggery and bad food. I managed to avoid the 2nd one, luckily.
( , Sun 14 Sep 2008, 10:56, 1 reply)
That explains why you have no nice memories of school
The buggery is the best part.
( , Tue 16 Sep 2008, 22:44, closed)
The buggery is the best part.
( , Tue 16 Sep 2008, 22:44, closed)
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