Where can I listen back to such wonderful shenanigans

It's taking mine even longer at the moment, I'm not allowed to drive!

Much harder to spend exactly 40 quid in electricity for it though!

Having just reached this milestone in my life as well, I will say that it is a bizarrely comforting feeling knowing that it is signed and sorted.

(until I saw the invoice but anyway...)

I'm home and trying to walk as much as I can, but being hampered by really painful neck and shoulders (the massive zipper wound on the front is fine), and a chronic lack of sleep. But on the whole each day feels like progression!

haha god no

I didn't even get the sodding keyboard one. Brain is not engaged at all today.

Thank you (and the typo in your original post really made me laugh, sorry)

❤️

If this had happened to a better company, after I realised I had overreacted I'd just chuckle at myself and forget about it. But I will take literally any excuse to talk shit about Facebook.

Thank you!

Thank you, but... well... I've now finished the story

However, given the news recently of yet another revelation that Mark Zuckerberg cares more about his fucking Metaverse than your kids, I'd still like to use this opportunity to say that Meta are absolute cunts, and I look forward to their eventual implosion. /END

And of course in hindsight (and on less painkillers) I realise that my family are not so tactless to post on social media about this kind of event before I would have known about it.

So ultimately what should have been a great "fuck you Facebook" story actually became something far less so. /14

My brother tells me that the last thing he posted was several days ago and it was just a picture that included himself and his kids. I finally opened that fucking email and – yep – Facebook had decided for no good reason that I needed to know about that. That's all it was. The twats. /13

This is where the story should end and we could go away with another reason to hate Facebook, if it it wasn't for this twist. Because once the morphine had worn off, I talked to my family.

My brother had not posted anything about our mother. Not on Facebook, or anywhere.

What the fuck? /12

That I indirectly learned about her death due to Facebook is not lost on me – almost amusingly so.

Except... /11

My mum was 80 and a HUGE Facebook user. Posting photos of birds from her garden; arguing with racists; playing games. She became well-honed in understanding what was fake AI slop, which has come to dominate on the platform. She was housebound and it was a lifeline to the outside world for her. /10