I recently found two people who are not on Facebook.
Like, how is that possible? I cried.
And yet, here they were. Walking amongst us. Two decent, hardworking, ordinary folk who manage to get through the day without proclaiming their status, checking out their status, or worrying about their lack of status.
They are not spying on their children. Nor are they perusing photos of their highschool sweethearts. They are not trading fake eggs from fake chickens. Or trolling their friend’s friends list in search of yet another connection.
They even communicate by email.
I dedicate the following (which I, of course, found on Facebook. Thanks, Jill) to them. I won’t print their names. I won’t embarrass them any further.
But they know who they are.
photo by hddod (flickr)