The Social Network Trap (Post-athon day 2!)

Damn me and my need to report any little thing that ever happens to me on Facebook.

I fell (not for the first time though) in the Social Network Trap.

The Social Network Tarp is the mix of: (a) the pathological need to tell the world any and everything you do real time (i.e. "I am eating an ice cream cone, awesome") and (b) the realization that you may have made a mistake in reporting what really happened to you, which always leads to (c) your friends realising you are somewhat ridiculous.

Of course, as always, based in a true story:

As usual, this is what happened to me one sad wednesday afternoon.

A few weeks ago I decided to start going to the gym with a friend. The idea of exercising regularly is still alien to my convictions, but week after week, we kept going to that horrible little hole full of muscles and sweat.

That wednesday, as I got ready to exercise, with very little will to actually exercise, I realised I could not find my runners. Old plain runners. I desperately seek them in the changing room, and frantically type this on my FB status: "someone stole my runners at the gym". Immediate reply, my sister laughs at me and  I keep frantically looking for the runners.

I go to the reception desk asking for a pair of old Adidas but no one has seen an old pair of Adidas. Thieves! Filthy little thieves! I keep looking and looking, and when I have surrendered to the idea that, I am not going to exercise that day (that was painful, yeah (ha)) and I would have to buy a new pair of runner (that was painful indeed), I realise that I have not had a pair of Adidas since 2003.

"Excuse me Miss, you may not have found a pair of Nike runners by any chance?"

"You said Adidas before"

"I know, I am that stupid and cannot tell the difference between three stripes and a swoosh"

"We do have an old pair of plain Nikes"

"Those will be mine, thank you".

My next FB status: "is a clear example why you should not publish anything and everything that happens to you on FB in real time".

My theft status generated 18 comments, none of them praised my descretion, trust me. I even felt bad and had to publicly apoligise to the people at the gym (again by publishing it on my FB :P).

Lesson learned, after that I have only updated my status twice. One referred to my late raccooning, which I may explain, or may not, depending on how fast I run out of stories for my Post-athon, and the second to send RIM to hell for the revival of the general server faillure which took place yesterday for a short while.

Oh well, I made it!

Such is Life post-athon day 2 and another post successfully published!

Such is Life.