It’s not me, Facebook, it’s you
I understand you like to keep things fresh. I understand you might want to “spice things up” in a bid to desperately cling on to the people you like to see coming back every day. I understand that you don’t ever feel that the site is quite “done”. I understand the old saying “A change is as good as a rest”.
But seriously. Enough already. It’s getting to the point where every time I visit, there’s something new. I almost don’t recognise you any more. And if I’m being really honest, there’s more than a faint whiff of desperation at this point.
Don’t think we didn’t notice those new features bore a passing resemblance to Google+. I know they say imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, and yes, you were here first. But you should be confident enough, at this stage and after 750 million+ users, in your own approach. Everyone’s talking about it you know.
And then today, I log in to find not only have you changed your look again, but also added a whole lot of extras that I didn’t ask for, I don’t want and certainly don’t need.
I don’t need you to tell me what’s interesting. I don’t need you to handily arrange my friends into lists for me. And the constant updates about what everyone is up to right this very minutes? It’s a little creepy and verging on stalker-ish.
I’m starting to feel a little babied. And the way you keep chopping and changing means that there are some things I’d rather not broadcast that are suddenly being made public.
Frankly, you’re getting suffocating. And confusing.
Remember when things were simpler? You did what I asked. You didn’t decide to randomly allow people to poke through my posts and photos without telling me. You didn’t suddenly chop and change and expect me to just deal with it.
And now? Well, now… it’s a bit of a mess.
We’re on a downward spiral here. I’m a regular twitter user. I’m already flirting with Google+. Keep it up and I may just have to make the change permanently.
In this case, it really is you, not me.