I do have a Facebook profile. Do you?
What is the 1st thing that comes up in your mind- when I say FB..? Status Update- what else.. pheww!
The more ‘learned” ones leave their Eureka phrases, while others would write what they gorged on during the weekend..
Then came Twitter
Technically, Twitter (launced in July- 2006), is a website, which offers a social networking and micro-blogging service, enabling its users to send and read messages called tweets. Tweets are text-based posts of up to 140 characters displayed on the user’s profile page. Tweets are publicly visible by default, however senders can restrict message delivery to their followers. Users may subscribe to other users’ tweets—this is known as following and subscribers are known as followers.
The one with the Twitter account “tweets” about the recent events or things he may be witnessing or even experiencing. In short, you may use it as an open forum- to flash the latest (read: redundant) news, your (not so significant) discoveries, wish everyone across a very happy “not plucking weeds today” day. Did you sneeze, blink or gasp? Tweet right away- now.
Soon after Orkut was launched, the service had upgraded too for the Profile holder to update his “Recent Update”
Some status update jokes:
When the man to be hanged was asked about his last wish, he had promptly said that he wanted to update his FB status as- being hanged..
The break ups are no more verbal exchange of “It’s all over now..”; instead, it is all over (the net) now– Thanks to the FB status update.
It’s not a virtual life that we are laboring to keep alive in the cyber space; but many avatars- Twitter, FB, Orkut..
A couple of gadgets where I wish this “Status Update” service could be installed.
Anyone who wishes to speak with you, would get to hear your status update for the day (or hour or the minute- whatever suits you)- WTF!! Leave me alone you d*ck-face, just go and jump off the cliff- for all I may care- I am sulking right now..
Soon after the message, the caller would hear an option of either hanging up (I suggest that be done) or proceed to ring the caller (to hear the message directly from you..)
I am just so tired of attending to everyone who presses the bell as if was for some orgasmic pleasure. Flood relief, sales man, beggars, maids asking for work- even when were shoo-ed away only a day back.. the list gets harrowing. A year back, some surds had pushed themselves inside my home asking for “charity”.
I wish there was an option whereby the nuisance creator (the one who presses the goddamn switch of that doorbell I bought- which rings like church bell) gets to hear a rowdy status update soon after he presses that switch. I don’t get too many people at my place anyway. Then again, we all have cell- phones and so can interact if they are wanting to invite themselves over for a cup of coffee..
Probably I could record a message that if the one pressing the bell is not personally known, he would be drowned inside the river of red- ants.. Please press that switch one more time if you wish to be buried alive in the bag of leeches.
Food for thought
Be honest and tell me, how often do you dare to “barge into” someone’s place to gossip over the evening cup of tea, without “fixing” up for the same? Gone are the days when evenings meant getting dressed up to go out with your parents. I used to so look forward to such walks to the neighboring and even not neighboring friends. I used to leave my parents with the visiting elders, cribbing incessantly about the price hike and get busy with my friends for the evening! Often these families were my school friends..
Our parents changed their circle to socialize, almost replacing their own friends with our school friends, yet we hated them when we were called to go home every evening after our play- time was long over.
We don’t call, we only text..
A few of our very personal things or identity i.e., Our name, our cell- phones and the door- bells are only for others to play upon..
Credits: Definitions and research Wikipedia via Google.. 🙂