Horrible two weeks

Sure it wasn't on C4?

Well Dello I must have missed it.

No... no. No, you're not doing this to me. This is all a ruse. Stop messing with my head, there was no such thread.............

Must have been invented with vilks in mind

THIS

To be fair to Dello I vaguely remember some discussion about him and a mobile.

Woody, those pig things, do you own some?

Your cheque is in the post

taipan wrote:Jill, did you ever get an iPad?

not yet. Still waiting. But, the boyf is about to win an iPad 2 at the end of the month in a work-related competition, so I'm going to make him give me that.

Vilks - I went to school with a certain Championship football club captain and I had a junior school crush on him, between the ages of about 8 and 10. My friends would often call his house whilst I stood nearby, very red faced and 'protesting' from the payphone near where we hung out and his brothers or parents would answer and get angry. I don't know if it's still his parents' number, but I still remember it...

vilkrang wrote:But basically when we were younger it was me, him, a guy called Tom who nobody knows the whereabouts of apparently and a guy called Tim, who the guy I met still knew. .

Was there a girl called Tam, too? That would be a phonetically perfect tale.

Well the place I moved to had a girl called Tamara, which could be shortened to Tam. I'm struggling to think how she would fit in to the story though.

Maybe she found Tom?

Incidentally for once I'm not still awake from the night before, I've actually had a good night sleep and I'm almost certain this is the earliest I have ever been up on a Sunday. The fecking moon is still out.

vilkrang wrote:Well the place I moved to had a girl called Tamara, which could be shortened to Tam. I'm struggling to think how she would fit in to the story though.

Maybe she found Tom?

maybe you've been wanking like there's no Tamara?

lardbucket wrote:

vilkrang wrote:Well the place I moved to had a girl called Tamara, which could be shortened to Tam. I'm struggling to think how she would fit in to the story though.

Maybe she found Tom?

maybe you've been wanking like there's no Tamara?

And of course Tamara never comes.

Tamara Never Comes?

Tamara Never Knows ... but Your Mother Should Know.

Also, Tamara never dies.

Tamara, Tamara, and Tamara ... creeps this petty pace from die to die.

You know what not having mobile phones forced us to do? Be on time. And be fantastically good at organising the rendevous. I mean, how often these days do we have to call or text a mate and say "Sorry mate, i'm running 15 mins late. Where are we meeting? Outside the club? Or shall I find you inside?.....(20 mins later) "I can't find you. Where are you? I'm near the bar..."

Things like that. Before the 90s, we had to organise an exact spot to meet at an exact time, otherwise we wouldn't see that person at all for the whole night. To be fair, mobiles have been around since I was old enough to be organising meeting friends at a club, so i've never had the inconvenience of not having them. But I can't imagine how difficult it was before then.

I mean, it's not like you could both be in different phone boxes at the same time and call each other, is it. What did people ACTUALLY DO if they couldn't immediately find their mates in a crowded place? There was actually one time a couple of years ago, where i'd left the house in a rush and forgotten my phone that night, but couldn't find my mates in the place where we had agreed to meet. It was an awful feeling. I couldn't remember their numbers off the top of my head, and I couldn't see them in the place. I felt helpless. Awful, really. I went home after 15 mins, and it turns out they had been in the place on a different floor or something and had tried to call me but got no answer.

And long distance relationships before the internet? Forget it. Must have been all kinds of anxiety, not to mention ridiculous phone bills.

We used to have contingency plans. Itineraries. That's what we did. A more uptight generation. Now it's all like 'Where you at? What goes on?', 'I'll be about 10-15', 'No wuckas, I'll get you one in, I'm gonna cane this zoot tho'. :spamfote: easy as.

Oh, and Facebook has changed everything as well. People can 'check you out'- be it the girl you met in the bar on Saturday night, or the potential employer, before they decide to meet you again/offer you the job. Now, I know you can choose whether to use Facebook or not, and in some respects it's quite useful. I do actually use it quite a lot. But i'm still wary, and not convinced it's the best thing since sliced bread. I never will be. I was born in the 80s, man.

A bloke I went to school with when I was 7 added me as a friend a few weeks ago, which is either amazingly awesome and nostalgic, or exceptionally weird, depending on your point of view (I thought it was a bit of both, but I was polite and added him, whilst limiting the "it's been ages!! How have you been??" chit chat to a couple of sentences). Also, if a girl gives you her number and email but doesn't add you on facebook, it's almost a certainty that she doesn't want you to see the hundreds of pics of her and her boyfriend together in some trendy club 2 weeks ago. Ie you're her bit on the side.

Also, we don't have to be SOCIAL anymore with all this new technology. Everyone who strikes up a conversation on the train is considered a 'weirdo', who people try and avoid by blasting their ears with music through their i-Pod/i-Phone, and it's not so much "Perhaps I could get your number and we could go out for dinner sometime" anymore as "Hey, what's your facebook?" A girl who looks hot in a certain outfit is no longer worthy or a "wow, you look amazing!" comment to her face. Now people just click the 'like' button. Romantic.....

It's buggered up a lot of media outlets as well. Almost all of the BBC's interviews these days are conducted through Skype. The picture quality is often poor, and sometimes they have to cut off the interview halfway through because the person can't be seen/heard, but it's cheap, so they do it to save money.

Also, you've got the camera phones, which are slowly taking the place of trained, experienced journalists and cameramen, in favour of 'on the spot, as it happens, exclusive' news, delivered in grainy pictures, and muffled sounds. Yes, I can (just about) see what happened, but I want someone with an agreeable voice to tell me the who, what, when, where, and why, as well.


Rant over. (Perhaps)

I think you've become too Sydneyfied or I'm properly stone cold out of the game. Probably a bit of both... I've never tried to smash a bird (apart from my own) and hence never done the 'check me on Facebook' bullshit. Considering I'm not on Facebook, that's probably a good thing. But it's fortunate that I'm not, my boss reckons he tried to check me on Facebook - the only pictures of me on Facebook (there're f*cking hundreds, maybe thousands) are of me totally f*cked off my face and I mean f*cked... I have one of those faces that looks f*cked anyway but in these: 'whoazers!'. Wouldn't have got the job (although my CRB check threw up a few things that obviously they ignored). Camera phones aren't doing shit apart from capturing things that happen when there aren't cameramen around. They're also capturing a lot more bints naked, so I hear, which can't be a bad thing.

Henry wrote:Oh, and Facebook has changed everything as well. People can 'check you out'- be it the girl you met in the bar on Saturday night, or the potential employer, before they decide to meet you again/offer you the job. Now, I know you can choose whether to use Facebook or not, and in some respects it's quite useful. I do actually use it quite a lot. But i'm still wary, and not convinced it's the best thing since sliced bread. I never will be. I was born in the 80s, man.

A bloke I went to school with when I was 7 added me as a friend a few weeks ago, which is either amazingly awesome and nostalgic, or exceptionally weird, depending on your point of view (I thought it was a bit of both, but I was polite and added him, whilst limiting the "it's been ages!! How have you been??" chit chat to a couple of sentences). Also, if a girl gives you her number and email but doesn't add you on facebook, it's almost a certainty that she doesn't want you to see the hundreds of pics of her and her boyfriend together in some trendy club 2 weeks ago. Ie you're her bit on the side.

Also, we don't have to be SOCIAL anymore with all this new technology. Everyone who strikes up a conversation on the train is considered a 'weirdo', who people try and avoid by blasting their ears with music through their i-Pod/i-Phone, and it's not so much "Perhaps I could get your number and we could go out for dinner sometime" anymore as "Hey, what's your facebook?" A girl who looks hot in a certain outfit is no longer worthy or a "wow, you look amazing!" comment to her face. Now people just click the 'like' button. Romantic.....

It's buggered up a lot of media outlets as well. Almost all of the BBC's interviews these days are conducted through Skype. The picture quality is often poor, and sometimes they have to cut off the interview halfway through because the person can't be seen/heard, but it's cheap, so they do it to save money.

Also, you've got the camera phones, which are slowly taking the place of trained, experienced journalists and cameramen, in favour of 'on the spot, as it happens, exclusive' news, delivered in grainy pictures, and muffled sounds. Yes, I can (just about) see what happened, but I want someone with an agreeable voice to tell me the who, what, when, where, and why, as well.


Rant over. (Perhaps)

There are heaps of people I used to know, 10-15 years ago, that I would love to 'add' on fb, just so I could see what they're doing. But, I'm aware that to some people, that is pretty stalkerish behaviour. I figure if you're not actually friends in real life now, it's weird. I added a couple of people I was very good friends with at the time, and that's been ok, but fb doesn't worry me unduly. As long as you check all your photos to make sure you're not doing anything horrific in them, and you don't whinge about people who can read what you've written in your status, it's fine.

Yes, Jilly. Just yes.

They're not real relationships. No good can come of them. An old girlfriend from college tried to get in touch with me via my sister on FB, but I don't want to know what she's up to now. We don't have a relationship anymore. There's no need for me to know anything about her now. All it would do is cloud the memories I do have of an actual relationship with information that I'm not really meant to know as we're no longer friends.

I mean, if she's the size of a skip now, for example, that would always intrude on my memories. It would always be "ah, remember lovely Melissa... she's gross now." If she's a massive racist these days, I'd never be able to think of her the same way. If she's married a more handsome guy (doubtful), it'd obviously bother me a bit.

And for what? So we can have a "virtual relationship"? Is that worth ruining whatever rose-tinted memories I have of something that actually happened?

Facebook's for current friends and extended family. That's it. And anyone who says otherwise is a lunatic.

Dello wrote:Yes, Jilly. Just yes.

They're not real relationships. No good can come of them. An old girlfriend from college tried to get in touch with me via my sister on FB, but I don't want to know what she's up to now. We don't have a relationship anymore. There's no need for me to know anything about her now. All it would do is cloud the memories I do have of an actual relationship with information that I'm not really meant to know as we're no longer friends.

I mean, if she's the size of a skip now, for example, that would always intrude on my memories. It would always be "ah, remember lovely Melissa... she's gross now." If she's a massive racist these days, I'd never be able to think of her the same way. If she's married a more handsome guy (doubtful), it'd obviously bother me a bit.

And for what? So we can have a "virtual relationship"? Is that worth ruining whatever rose-tinted memories I have of something that actually happened?

Facebook's for current friends and extended family. That's it. And anyone who says otherwise is a lunatic.

Good strength of character Dello. Even worse if she was a racist skip. A bit weird for exes to contact people though.

Dello wrote:Yes, Jilly. Just yes.

They're not real relationships. No good can come of them. An old girlfriend from college tried to get in touch with me via my sister on FB, but I don't want to know what she's up to now. We don't have a relationship anymore. There's no need for me to know anything about her now. All it would do is cloud the memories I do have of an actual relationship with information that I'm not really meant to know as we're no longer friends.

I mean, if she's the size of a skip now, for example, that would always intrude on my memories. It would always be "ah, remember lovely Melissa... she's gross now." If she's a massive racist these days, I'd never be able to think of her the same way. If she's married a more handsome guy (doubtful), it'd obviously bother me a bit.

And for what? So we can have a "virtual relationship"? Is that worth ruining whatever rose-tinted memories I have of something that actually happened?

Facebook's for current friends and extended family. That's it. And anyone who says otherwise is a lunatic.

Outstanding gold.