Take a Look; It's in a Book

Facebook sidebar ads are nasty. My stomach is still churning from the last one I saw. It was a poorly made ad with a large dominant image. A zoomed-in picture of greasy-faced teenager skin, with juicy greasy whiteheads popping out of his head. I suppose the ad was for some kind of skin care product, but I wouldn't know because all my attention was on trying to avoid looking at the picture. I was trying to check out my friend's profiles, you know, chillin' on my Facebook account. But just as I couldn't stomach looking at the zits, I equally couldn't, for the life of me, ignore them as well. I kept gagging.

I suppose they're targeting the younger market, and those kinds of issues are emotionally traumatic at young ages. But as for me, I was so grossed out I couldn't even look close enough at the tiny company name. I don't even know who was selling the product. That seems like horrible branding, to me. Too narrow a target with their marketing, imho.

I can't have it open at work because you never know what scantily clad lady is going to pop up on your screen in the form of advertising. For myself, here at home, that kind of thing really doesn't bother me. I'd even let my kids see it, in most cases. But at work, propriety takes over (ha! all my work peeps who read this will argue otherwise about me and propriety!) and I am pretty concerned about what the wrong person (otherwise read as: bosses) might see me randomly looking at on my computer.

Anyway, suffice it to say, I've succumbed to the life of Facebook. Here's something funny though: I was looking at my ex-husband's profile, and I decided to look through his friends to see if there was anyone I knew. I was taken aback for a moment when I saw my mom's name as one of his friends. My mom? On Facebook? B.i.z.a.r.r.e.