...and I have proof.
My husband browses through my Facebook page. When I say browsing, I mean he uses my account to find old friends (girlfriends), etc. He will occasionally notice what some of his employees type in their status updates too (to the ones I am friends with, I'm so sorry and watch out) . He does not snoop, trust me. We aren't that couple. I swear. Anyway, I said to him "Why don't you just start your own Facebook page? Its really easy," (he is 40ish and typed his college papers on a typewriter, if you are a youngin' reading this, it really happened. We didn't have computers). His reply? "Facebook is for freaks."
Um, ok? Whatever. It isn't a battle I would choose. I accepted it as one of his quirks. Well, yesterday we were discussing my awesome-totally-badass-BFF that you will hear a lot about in this blog (FunJen) and something about where she went to college, because there is some major shit going down there. Anyway, so we were discussing this news story and here is how the conversation went:
Husband: Oh, did you hear about %$#@&*^ waiving his trial? (I changed this sentence to protect my totally badass friend from shitty comments)
Me: Oh, yes, FunJen said something about it on Twitter.
Husband: Oh. Does she twit?
Me: What the hell? (laughing so hard I'm snorting) Its Tweet, honey.
In order to evolve as humans, we have to change. My husband has no desire whatsoever to learn anything about social networking. I googled "hashtags, and how to use them" when I signed up for Twitter. If I cannot find it on the Internet, I'll ask my 20 year old niece (she can keep a secret) or my teenage nephews. Which by the way, are in their "stupid decision making sexual prime", so I use Facebook to make sure they aren't doing anything stupid that will wreck their lives. Social networking is good, folks.
I use it to promote my blogs, increase my business, stalk my exes, keep in touch with other busy moms, stalk my exes, find and register for awesome races...you get it.
Anyway. My point is, I am more evolved (take that, honey, women are better) than my husband because he absolutely refuses to social network at all, or even learn. I did, and do, or whatever. Maybe there is hope for him yet because he did start texting (ha, "texting" was not even in spellcheck) this year.
Have a wonderful day! And Happy Running!