If you spend any time at all on Facebook, someone you most likely don’t know and/or like all that well has asked you to tagged you to post 25 random things about yourself – mostly so they will have something new to read while they pretend to work, I’m guessing. And you did it because, duh, you don’t want to work either. Well, I’m not buying in. In part, because it’s like my friend Kate said,
“as preconditions I want it to be 1990 and I want to hand-write it onwide-ruled paper and I want to never be lucky in love if I fail tocomplete it in a timely manner.”
Gotta hand it to Kate; she made me feel sorta nostalgic for the sixth grade. And I hated the sixth grade. Anyway, I’m also abstaining because, if I brain dump on Facebook, I’ll have no trivialities left for you fine folks. And listen, I know we don’t always get along – like when you steal my clothes and I have to put salt in your sheets to remind you who’s older and has better hair and then you tattle to mom and I get grounded from the car for a week – but we’re family and it’s you I tell my best trivial shit to. Not Facebook.
Besides, I am totally stubborn. Even if I wanted to participate now, I couldn’t. Because no means no, dammit. Also, the major media outlets are catching on (some with mocking, some wishing to participate in all seriousness ), so my shame would be somewhere on par with joining the Unit belt craze approximately five years too late. With knock-offs from JCPenney. The shame, it deepens. I told you I hated sixth grade.
I caved into peer pressure and did it, just to get everyone off of my back.
What they don’t know is….
….I didn’t share the good stuff!
I agree with you. I’ve refused to complete them and am contemplating changing my status to a permanent: “don’t send me those freakin’ 25 Things About You notes!” LOL
Unit Belt…? And unless you’re referring to some sort of industrial item, google could not help me with that.
I’m even more stubborn–I won’t even sign up for facebook, in spite of the 25 gajillion friends who have asked me (and often) to sign up and why haven’t I yet.
I’ve been tempted a few times, but at this point it has become about not losing.
Holy shit! I’d forgotten about unit belts. Hopefully I’ll forget about them again.
I’m not caving either. I’ll save it for my blog
If I had 25 things that were as interesting as these, I might be tempted
http://www.time.com/time/arts/article/0,8599,1877187,00.html?cnn=yes
Unit Belts! Ha….there was an entire store called Units. There were big ones (you could wear like a dress), little ones (for belts) and then the ones I had (the knockoffs…like you.)
I too refuse. Je refuse!!! If you really can’t tell me 25 things about me and we’re Facebook friends, maybe we shouldn’t be. Sheesh.
Kudos to you for standing up for your social networking rights
I waited until about 10 different people tagged me, I posted my 25 things without annoyingly tagging anyone else.
To be perfectly honest I dragged my feet doing it, too. Mostly because I had no idea what to write. I wanted to be funny but not insipid like TWO of my friends (who I love dearly) proclaiming their love for the color pink. It’s fine if you love pink & all but it’s not exactly earth shattering information or even all that “random.” When I finally broke down & did it I found it to be so easy & actually learned a thing or two about myself. Or at least put 2 & 2 together about a couple of things & it honestly made me think, “This is totally why people blog.”
OMG! I’ve been getting those too. I didn’t get what they were. I figured if I was tagged, I would be mentioned in the 25 things, and I wasn’t (like when you’re tagged in a photo). I didn’t get it. I was watching Good Will Hunting on Bravo last night, and Matt Damon’s character uses a pay phone in the rain, and I got lo-tech nostalgic.
Gotta admit, I succumbed. I wrote the 25 things. I tagged the 25 ppl. I greedily read and posted comments thereafter
*hangs head in shame* I’m caught, lol…
I think its fine that you didn’t want to do it- but you get to vent your feelings and thoughts on here whenever you want to- AND get paid for it. There is something freeing and fun about revealing a little about yourself to the world (Or, your 19 friends on facebook…)
I did it AND I enjoyed doing it… I think its fun to learn new little things about people you’ve known all of your life too.
Perfect haired bitch/snob!
I was excited when I finally got tagged. I love making lists about myself. Whoa. I just sounded really narcissistic. Still, I thought it was fun and I really liked reading my friends lists too.
I totally had the JCPenney knock offs! How humiliating. I had green faux-Units pants and a coordinating shirt with an off-white belt. Also had an unfortunate (but very trendy, I’m sure, short haircut.) I was a freakin’ seventh-grade Peter Pan (the Sandy Duncan version, of course.)
It cracks me up that people are making such a big deal about this, when most people I know did it 3-5 years ago on MySpace or via email. Apparently putting it on Facebook makes any trend news-worthy.
I’m guilty as well, but I do enjoy reading little-known facts about my friends as much as I enjoyed writing my little-known facts!
@ Tara, thanks for the Times link. It was hilarious, especially #14!!
Now this totally makes me feel like a sell-out for posting my 25 things. Well, at least they were all things I had blogged about before.
I was curious about the salting of sheets. Is it just annoying, like having sand in your bed, or does it sting as well (especially if it gets into sensitive places)?
OMG!!! I thought I was the only one who ignored these things!! Just move to the next message…right after you hit “delete”!! And I worked for the original Units and was taught all those wonderful ways to wear the belt!!
OMG!!! I thought I was the only one who ignored these things!! Just move to the next message…right after you hit “delete”!! And I worked for the original Units and was taught all those wonderful ways to wear the belt!!