You can always tell when it’s Monday on Facebook; you get slammed with multiple ads in your news feed. The basic idea is like pitching spaghetti against a wall: eventually, something will stick.
Not in my case. I either report the ads, remove the interests that might have triggered them, block the page, or hide all ads from that advertiser and block the page. Some of them are insidious, too. At least two different churches looked for users over 18 with an interest in teddy bears and a few others looked for adults interested in Target. Yeah, I blocked all of them and adjusted my interests. Hopefully, Zuc will get it through his empty skull that I’m not interested in church. At all. Period.
Had a slight moment of weakness today. Since it’s holiday shopping season, we’re selling toys and among them were a pair of Care Bears hoodie sets. Two sets of three different bears wearing animal hoodies. One set was a unicorn, a pegasus, and a fox. The other featured a unicorn, a kitty, and a puppy. We had sold out of the first set.
We still had a handful of the second. Did I mention that Grumpy Bear was the puppy? And that he had an “I am over this bullshit” expression?
Yeah, I nabbed one. For Grumpy Bear. It also helps that the other two are Cheer and Funshine Bear; the three in the previous set were characters that I hadn’t seen. (Love-a-Lot, Togetherness, and Share Bear. I can honestly say that I’ve never heard of them. They may be newer characters. Or just not as prominent.)
So in that case: Merry Christmas. I got myself three Care Bears. Always wanted one when I was a kid. Now I have three. On Christmas morning, I’ll pop open the box and cuddle with my new plushies. Because I’m an adult.
We might be getting rain for Christmas. I would prefer snow but I’m not the one in charge of the weather. On a cosmic scale, who really cares what I want?