So I just tried to post a link on my facebook page (this one to be exact) and facebook asked me to verify that I’m a real person by figuring out what the text says. No problem. Then I see a little link to never have to do those again by “verifying” my account. Curious, I click it and get the request for my MOBILE PHONE NUMBER!! So they can text me a confirmation code?!?! Um, NO! NO!NO!NO!NO!NO! I will NEVER give facebook my phone number. They don’t need to call me! I don’t even text, so I couldn’t confirm it anyway. It would just be one more entity to sell my personal information to phone banks of people who want to sell me crap I don’t need. There is NO WAY facebook needs my phone number. How creepy! I feel dirty they even asked! Blech! I need to go take a shower in boilig holy water and hydrogen peroxide and perhaps some iodine and rubbing alcohol. Then scrap the outer layer of skin off and do it all again. Why?! Why, facebook, do you want my phone number?! Are you lonely? Is this textual relationship not doing it for you? Do you long to hear the melodious song of my voice? Well too bad! Come to Knoxville and hang out at the Holy Land Market or Big Fatty’s or Elegant Essentials and you may have a chance to meet me. But if you send me some creepy text, I won’t read it. I don’t even know where to look for it. Your attempts to woo me from my marriage has failed. I am tempted to delete my page and return to myspace. THEY never asked for my phone number. They were content with the information I shared and never asked for more. You’ve changed, facebook. No longer are you the fun hang out of all my younger cousins and siblings who pestered me until I joined. You are now evil and corporate. For shame!
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