Ritz and Facebook

So there is this bookshelf that my workplace has where people store their lunch kits or snack bags. Tonight, sitting all by itself on the top shelf is a box of Ritz crackers. I found that immensely amusing.

I shared the link to my blog with my mom. I have no idea if she has checked it out or not. Most of her internet time is spent on Facebook and as this is not Facebook, probably not. I have little interest in Facebook anymore. I don't need people to click on a heart on my posts to feel validated. Not that there is anything wrong with Facebook users. It just doesn't do anything for me and the drama that can ensue on the site is an unnecessary addition to my life. Nevertheless, I still have a Facebook account. I use it to communicate with people that live in different time zones than me. I haven't posted anything on my page for years and maybe I never will. I don't want fighting amongst my family to be broadcast across my friend group. Nor do I want to watch a algorithmic feed based on information gathered on me to curate what I read. So yeah, Facebook is not important to me. 

I'm gonna stop here and just chill for a bit. 

Sammy