Okay facebook. I get that you want to keep me informed. I get that you want me to know what’s going on and that when my likeness is tagged, like in a photo of me, you think I should know about it.
And thank you. That’s considerate of you and I do love me some common courtesy, but sometimes I have to say enough is enough. I get that my daddy put a bunch of pictures up on facebook today. I get that I’m in them. They’re from my childhood. They’re all in one album. Together. They were all uploaded at the same time.
So did you really need to send me an email for each and everyone of them?
No. I think not.
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There’s something borked with my Facebook notifications where Facebook thinks my email address is invalid so it can’t send me email.
I never get any email from Facebook.
It’s the most awesome problem ever. I hope it never gets fixed.
Turn the email notifications off, and have a martini.
5 cents, please.
oh Kari. You always seem to know the answer.
Now I’m going to go look. And giggle. And “oooh” and “awww”. And giggle some more. :)
Alright Sybil. You go giggle. Enjoy. I’ve giggled at enough old pics of you.
They do like their overkill. I’ve switched off any and al notifications so I don’t get ANY emails from FB. Its bliss I tell you!