So, I finally made it to the Shake Shack in Madison Square Park yesterday, with a bunch of friends from work.
It was OK, we left work early enough to avoid the crazy lines. The food did not live up to the hype, but how could it? The burger was fair. The shake, in all its sugary shakiness, was superb, however.
Anyway, when I got back to work and checked my e-mail, I noticed one from Facebook:
Sure enough, the link took me to a little page on Facebook in which everyone who was at lunch was tagged.
Now, it’s really no big deal. I wasn’t trying to hide the fact that I was scarfing down tons of calories, sugar, cholesterol, and fat during lunch. I am dreading having to answer questions from my relatives and friends…”Ohhhhhh, you went to the Shake Shack? How was it? Was it good? I heard it’s good. Are you coming over this weekend?”
I hope this breaking news does not go viral, but I’m sure it will. I mean, who will not be interested in the fact that six co-workers went to the Shake Shack for lunch on a beautiful Wednesday afternoon? I didn’t see anyone else there who fit that profile, so I could see how important it was to post.
Is this really what people do with their smartphones, and Facebook, and all the other groundbreaking technologies that have been invented over the past decade? The hell with curing cancer, feeding the world’s homeless, or improving nutrition choices; I want people to know where I am and who I’m with. So worried are we about the nanny state, but we’re creating it for ourselves.
I shutter, just a bit, when I think about it. Maybe I’m just easing into the role of crotchety old man. Sounds good. Give me a porch, a swing, and a rum and coke!
It was OK, we left work early enough to avoid the crazy lines. The food did not live up to the hype, but how could it? The burger was fair. The shake, in all its sugary shakiness, was superb, however.
Anyway, when I got back to work and checked my e-mail, I noticed one from Facebook:
XXX tagged you at Shake Shack, Madison Square Park
(the names have been removed to protect the guilty).Sure enough, the link took me to a little page on Facebook in which everyone who was at lunch was tagged.
Now, it’s really no big deal. I wasn’t trying to hide the fact that I was scarfing down tons of calories, sugar, cholesterol, and fat during lunch. I am dreading having to answer questions from my relatives and friends…”Ohhhhhh, you went to the Shake Shack? How was it? Was it good? I heard it’s good. Are you coming over this weekend?”
I hope this breaking news does not go viral, but I’m sure it will. I mean, who will not be interested in the fact that six co-workers went to the Shake Shack for lunch on a beautiful Wednesday afternoon? I didn’t see anyone else there who fit that profile, so I could see how important it was to post.
Is this really what people do with their smartphones, and Facebook, and all the other groundbreaking technologies that have been invented over the past decade? The hell with curing cancer, feeding the world’s homeless, or improving nutrition choices; I want people to know where I am and who I’m with. So worried are we about the nanny state, but we’re creating it for ourselves.
I shutter, just a bit, when I think about it. Maybe I’m just easing into the role of crotchety old man. Sounds good. Give me a porch, a swing, and a rum and coke!
Lies, you did that weeks ago! You FB begs to differ :P
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