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Everyone has different things that they find annoying. Generally, I think that we tend to find people like ourselves entertaining or interesting, and our opposites to be boring and annoying. So I wouldn’t be as arrogant as to make my list a definitive “These People Are Annoying on Facebook” list. Instead, I just wanted to state my personal top dislikes, and encourage others to share theirs (because it’s fun to discover I’m not the only person who doesn’t love everybody everywhere).
These are the things that people do that earn my unchecking the little check mark next to: “Show in News Feed” ~ the Facebook equivalent of pretending someone is your friend while making sure you never stand close enough to actually hear anything they say.
1) The One-Dimensional Person
This person ONLY posts about ONE thing. Could be a cat, could be their work, could be their kids. No diversity, no variety, just relentless bombardment of the same one thing, barely changed from day to day.
This person unintentionally announces to their FB world: “Of all the things I do every day, of all the people I meet and talk to, of all my interests, experiences, and work…I only believe that this ONE subject matter is safe to share with others. The rest of my life I keep hidden, either because I am insecure about it, or because I am doing some shady ass shit that I don’t want you to know about.”:
To this person, I say: “GO BIG OR GO HOME.” I don’t care enough about your ONE thing to see pictures of it every day. Really.
2) The “I Think I’m Ugly” Person
This person does not have a profile picture. This person does not post pictures that include their own face. In a time when amateurs can take near-professional-quality pictures and edit to make almost anything look good, in a time when you can post video clips on multiple platforms…these people are still stuck using plain text updates. Why? Because they think they’re ugly.
Sorry, I don’t want ugly friends. Not because I’m a stuck-up snob who isn’t open-minded, but because there’s just no excuse for ugly. Especially if you’re 21+ years old. You should have figured out something to make yourself look halfway decent by now, and learned how to use basic photo editing to take you the rest of the way.
3) The Whining Emo Male
One of the worst things about Facebook is that you can’t reach across and slap someone upside the head as soon as they say something. This is sometimes necessary, to stop a little bitch from being a little bitch. But it seems meaner on Facebook than in person, because it’s not a one-time incident limited to the people who were standing there. It stays up there for anyone to see, for a long time.
So, thank you, Facebook, for increasing the world’s supply of whiny little bitch males. Look, females whine to males, usually over alcohol, and the males patiently listen because they’re hoping to get some ass out of it. Vice versa doesn’t work. Women don’t want to listen to males whine and mope about their sad lives, their unworthy friends, their shitty jobs, and their philosophical questions. And they really don’t consider having sex with you after listening to all that whining to be compensation. Men can have sex after listening to nagging, whining, or even watching you puke. Women are not wired that way.
The whiny emo male posts ALL day. Shit like: “I’m so lost,” “Don’t Trust Anybody,” “I want people who add to my life, not take away and give me stress,” “Feel Like I’m Going Nowhere,” “Why does this shit always happen to me?” “Car broke down again, FML” and "Anybody wanna talk/chat/hang out?"
Fucking loser. Maybe your life sucks because you’re a little emo bitch. Non-bitch males, please do the public a favor & tell your bitch male friend in person next time you see them…"Hey, I think you need to stop being a little bitch on Facebook."
4) The Projector
The projector projects his/her current life issues outward on Facebook, instead of inward to cause change within his/her own life. This leads to endless posting about the same subject without any change or improvement. Instead of taking the advice to heart and applying it him/herself, this person keeps passing it on and focusing more on how many people like the post. It’s sort of a denial, procrastination tactic that I equate with posting endless pictures of herpes cream, instead of simply putting the fucking cream on so you don’t have to post about herpes anymore.
The two main categories of the projector are “Stuck in A Bad Relationship” and “Stuck in a Shitty Job.”
"Bad Relationship" posts memes and quotes about true love being there for the bad, not just the good. About enduring hard things for the sake of love. About not letting your jealousy or issues taint your beautiful relationship. About the painful sacrifices that are necessary for mature relationships. Unintentionally letting the FB world know that their significant other treats them like shit, makes them feel insecure and jealous, and causes them to feel doubt so often that they’re constantly researching relationship quotes on the Internet. The 3 likes that their posted memes receive reaffirms their self-destructive decision to stay in an unfulfilling relationship. It gives the projector that tiny little bit of hope to get them through another day of self-inflicted unhappiness.
"Stuck in a Shitty Job" posts about his/her job woes constantly. Their inconsiderate boss, their catty co-workers, their company’s ridiculous policies, and how little money they make. Strangely, they never post things like "Finished revising my resume,” “Found 2 new job leads today,” “Visited a recruitment company,” or “Wish me luck on getting this new job!” Instead, they post memes about fulfilling yourself, being true to yourself, and chasing your dreams. In between the bitching about how they are not doing any of that at their current job.
5) The Lazy Fisher
The lazy fisher is not just lazy, he’s insecure and cowardly. It is a horrible combination that incites an amazing amount of anger for something so tiny in size.
The lazy fisher posts things like this: "Was good?" and… “Saturday night?”
He’s too lazy to post an entire sentence. Too lazy to text or call specific people (or think of specific people) and ask them what they’re doing, or if they want to hang out. So he’s just going to drop a tiny worm in the water and hope he catches a fish. Weekend after weekend.
When the lazy fisher ends up at the local bar, alone, again…he may wonder why nobody responds to his half-hearted, half-ass non-invitation to hang out. He may look around at the people 20 years older than him, flirt with the cougars, and even hook up with them sometimes. Until time goes by and he’s 20 years older and still at the same bar, arriving alone and leaving alone most of the time. Unless he learns that building human relationships isn’t as easy as lazily casting out two words and expecting other people to fill in everything else.
Whew~ that felt good to get off my chest. Obviously, The Thorough Ranter isn’t on my list of Most Annoying Facebook Behaviors. :) It really isn’t! I’d love to read your rant on your personal list of Most Annoying Facebook Behaviors!
Not simply, ordinarily lazy. Ordinary laziness was merely the absence of effort. Victor had passed through commonplace idleness and out the far side. He put more effort into avoiding work than most people put into hard labour.
- Moving Pictures (via discworldseriesquotes)"
Re: Mass Education. Curriculum.
Scientific, rule-based, even athletic subjects go in a kind of order. Level One, Level Two, Level Three. The order ensures that a student cannot access materials too advanced for his/her age or ability until she/he has mastered the previous material.
But that’s not the case for history or literature. As long as the student can read, or watch a film, you can throw anything at them. There’s no gauging of whether that student is mentally or emotionally equipped to properly understand, process, and contain that material.
"My Brother Sam Is Dead" and "Julie of the Wolves" traumatized me in junior high. The stories of Medea and Oedipus gave me fears of either being killed by my mother, becoming a mother who kills her children, or accidentally having sex with my mother. I’m absolutely convinced that this material is contextually inappropriate for pre-teens and teenagers. None of the books that I was assigned to read in school contained consensual, romantic sex scenes. But way too many assigned reading materials contained descriptions and depictions of rape. Somebody explain the rationale behind that to me.
I think that the mismanagement of education - in this particular, referring to material inappropriate for the age of the student…inappropriate because the student cannot properly understand or appreciate the content, but also because the student can be emotionally traumatized by it… creates a strange addiction. A self-mutilating, masturbatory addiction to trauma and pain. Trauma and pain that is not present in the student’s actual life, certainly not to the degree that it is depicted in the educational materials. But the student is addicted to it, so seeks it out in the form of books, movies, and the imagination.
We haven’t lived through war. We haven’t lived through torture. We haven’t shouldered any of the responsibilities of saving the world or battling a great foe. But for some reason, we feel like we have. And we keep going back to the historical records and fictional accounts of people who have undergone and faced these horrific things, we absorb them with pain and satisfaction like the knife cutting through your skin.
Instead of enjoying the fact that we live in a society that doesn’t include these horrible things, instead of relishing the fact that our personal lives are free of these horrendous acts…we seek them out. We inflict them upon ourselves. We read them, watch them, sweat through nightmares of them. When we create worlds, we put these awful things in them. We pretend to have triumphed over them - to be hard inside, to be cold inside, because the knowledge lives in our heads - when we’ve done little more than observe them. We take one real moment of pain and surround it with a thousand stories of someone else’s agony, stoking the fires and keeping them alive. Because that’s how it started…the addiction. Because we were fed a steady diet of someone else’s life-altering, mind-altering pain.
I just read the strangest article. It said that I should feel proud of myself regardless of whether I choose to breastfeed or formula feed my baby. Then it listed pros for each option. Pros that seemed to make it obvious that the two choices are not equal.
Pros for Breastfeeding:
For baby -
For mom -
Then came the list of pros for formula feeding.
Pros for Formula Feeding:
I found the article strange because it’s premise was: “NO MOMMY GUILT!” But I’d have to be an idiot to not feel guilty!
The pros for breastfeeding are innumerable and long-lasting health benefits, that seem to be backed pretty strongly by government and private clinics/scientists/research.
The pros for choosing formula feeding are: You can push off almost all responsibility for feeding the human life you have grown in your body for 10 months and brought into the world, onto someone else. Hurrah!
If I try and try to breastfeed and finally have to turn to formula because I have no other choice (including, I can’t afford to buy breastmilk from a milk bank), I will absolve myself of mommy guilt. But if I CHOOSE formula feeding - knowing all of the biological benefits that I’m depriving my baby of - for any of the reasons that this article gave…I think the guilt would be deserved.
Just because guilt makes you feel bad doesn’t mean that it’s a bad thing that should be eliminated from everyone’s life.
1. Don’t Try To Hide Behind Scruff & Slouch
Sometimes men try to find refuge in being the scruffy, slouchy, grumpy guy. His lack of attention to personal hygiene, fashion, and social manners are an attempt to announce to the world: "I don’t care about being alone; I’m not even trying to get a girl. Cause I don’t need one."
It’s a defensive gesture; no one can laugh at you for failing to do something that you’re saying you don’t want to do. This act of self-sabotage usually leads to the love of your life being the waitress or bartender who pours you the endless line of whiskeys that keep you company at your regular bar. You can spend your evenings pining over your unrequited love, then walk out at the end of the night feeling like you’ve accomplished something because your generous tips help her pay her rent.
Come on. You’ve got a nice place to live, a little extra money to spend on a lady, and perfectly decent looks. Turn off your “I don’t want any" signal, women will take you at your word. Shave (or at least, trim), put on some clothes that make you look handsome, and practice your smile until it looks less like a grimace.
The scruffy, slouchy, grouch is particularly vulnerable to the neurotic transient woman, who uses her sexuality to get into your home the first night you meet her, then take over the place. Granted, you guys always seem to find the backbone to kick her ass out eventually, because she seriously cramps your hermit style. But still…too many of those episodes, and you might start doubting your ability to get or maintain a relationship. The above scenario is not a relationship, it’s a hustle. So it shouldn’t be permitted to affect how you view your chances of future relationship happiness.
2. Stop Playing Eunuch to the Girls in Relationships
There’s no better way to look ball-less in front of available women than to hand yours over to an unavailable one. You know, that woman in a relationship who accepts your balls as her due, then puts them in a box; to be taken out and squeezed when she wants to summon you. This is usually when she thinks her father or boyfriend is too busy to be bothered with giving her a ride, fixing her computer, fixing her car, etc. But you…you’ve got time, haven’t you?
Your lovely princess could hire someone to do the work she’s got you doing, but she’d rather buy herself that Coach bag she’s got her eye on. And you…you don’t mind working for free, do you? It’s not like you’ve got a girlfriend to spend money on, or anything.
No decent, intelligent single woman wants to date a guy who’s playing Quasimodo to some stuck-up girl who’s just using him. So if you want your own girlfriend, you’ve got to learn to say NO to other men’s girlfriends. ESPECIALLY when they call you up because they’re upset about their boyfriend, and want a “safe person” to go out drinking and whining with. They might as well stick a sign on your forehead: “This Man No Sexy."
3. Don’t Let Female Friends Put You on Ice
Well-meaning female friends who love talking to you and spending time with you, will often try to keep those pleasant experiences going for as long as possible. That sounds like a good thing, right?
Unfortunately, many people reach the erroneous conclusion that the best way to keep someone you enjoy in your life is to never, ever date them.
This turns out to be incorrect. You may be blind to the compatibility between yourself and a friend, but your future significant others will not be. Sooner or later, you will have to lose the friendship, or risk losing a relationship with someone who is actually committing to you emotionally and publicly. And giving you sex.
The only friendships that last the test of time are the ones in which: 1) You’ve tried dating, and it failed. But you ended on good terms, and the friendship moved on to purely platonic. Or, 2) You were never attracted to each other in that way, and that’s clear to everybody.
But that #3 type of relationship? 3) There is a chemistry between you that you both deny, despite friends mentioning it a billion times. When you go missing from a group activity, people always speculate that you’ve finally hooked up. You talk more to each other than to other people in the group. But you both insist that you’re just friends.
Oh, that #3. Bane of girlfriends and boyfriends everywhere. They will not want you talking to that “friend.” Down the line, you will find yourself out of each other’s lives. And you’ll regret spending all that time and energy on someone without ever exploring the deeper possibilities.
So, forget percolating in the friend zone. If you like a female friend, tell her. If she rejects you, explain that you can’t exist as just as her friend because you’re attracted to her as more than that. Then withdraw to a healthy, polite distance. If you’re lucky, and you played the gentleman, she’s likely to come knocking on your door.
GOOD LUCK!!!!!! <3
What’s all this hullabaloo about rich people? People are acting as if they’ve discovered a species thought to be extinct.
If you went to college, you went to school with rich people. Maybe you didn’t notice them, but that’s your fault. Don’t blame Harvard Business School for having an elite socio-economic class, just like every school across the nation.
My college and graduate school weren’t Ivy League. But we had the elite too. The kids with numbers behind their names (the Second, the Third, etc). The girls with pearl necklaces. The guys with their khakis and button-down shirts. The ones who went on trips on actual airplanes during week-long breaks, instead of going home with a big bag of laundry for mom and hanging out in their hometown. The ones who took girls on dates in helicopters. And to fancy restaurants. The ones who played tennis and golf, had perfect hair, and didn’t really stress out about school because they weren’t there to earn a financial future for their entire family.
Those people have existed all along. I don’t know why you’re only noticing them now. Maybe because “acting ghetto” was the trend awhile back among the rich kids who actively sought to hang out with their socio-economic inferiors. A trend that I find disgusting, and believe to be on the decline because the real ghetto people are busy acting rich. Leaving the rich kids (the fake ghetto people), looking silly alone on the stage of “poverty.”
Hopefully, it’s also on the decline because rich people got tired of faking it. I, for one, hold a massive grudge against the rich kids who befriended me and tricked me, for years, into not realizing how wealthy they were. I wasted not only my sympathy, but my MONEY on those rich friends because they were busy acting poor. It took too many years of college and graduate education to teach me enough about the upper classes to understand that they were downplaying all of their assets and luxuries in order to fit in with poorer friends.
That idiotic fakery is what you’re asking rich people to do, when you complain that you can tell that they’re richer than you. It’s like asking pretty people to try to look uglier, because it makes you feel inadequate that you’re not as pretty as them. (I wouldn’t be surprised if our society went to that extreme at one unfortunate point).
Learn to deal with your jealousy, learn to deal with your envy. It’s a life skill. To the people wailing that rich people exist, I say: suck it up, and shut the fuck up.