People are funny aren't they?
They have all these rules about you, and about what you should do, with you. I have a Facebook account for many different reasons, mainly because I love the connection it allows me to have with my friends and family. I've even reconnected with my bestie from the sandbox, and most of my high school classmates. Also developing an ongoing relationship with family members, some close and others distant. I've never met some of the people on my Facebook, but because of 6-degrees of separation we are all connected. I'm loving Facebook, in spite of the constant bullshit changes (That's that bullshit!)...........Now back to the observation at hand.
I've got hundreds of photos on my Facebook page, mobile uploads, family, special occasions, fashion police, and of course the #1 inspiration in my life, my granddaughter. However, what you must realize is that if you pose for a picture, there is a strong possibility your ass is going up on the wall. Period. My life has been put on display, on Facebook, by my choice. If I pose for a picture, trust and believe, I'm assuming its going to be seen by someone other than the person who took it.
Why!, do you even get your ass in the picture, or is it you'd like to pick and choose what photos are made public? Life is all about moments shared, and making memories, right? Sometimes we look Diva-licious and other times it's just a damn bad hair day. Get over yourself Boo! If you don't want to be seen on my Facebook wall, do not pose for the damn picture. Remember, as a potential model you either have an opportunity to move out of the way, duck under a table, hide behind a pole, or state a disclaimer, and I promise I will not post your picture. I promise.
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