True Confessions from a facebook page pimper
By Kelley Koehler AKA @Housechick
I admit it. I took place in the facebook page pimp fest.
I didn't bulk email suggestions to fan me to anyone, but I put it out on my wall and via twitter. I begged and coerced others to do so on my behalf. If you weren't on facebook or twitter for those 4 hours, then you wouldn't have even noticed my efforts.
And it was fun! Heaven forbid we have fun anymore. I actually enjoyed being social. And at the end, I named my page wheeebacon. Because it doesn't really matter.
I think the backlash is funny too. Maybe if I got more spam fan-me emails, I'd be more angry. But I'm not. I think it's funny some well-known well-admired social media peeps were on twitter saying how cool it was that people were banding together to help each other get a URL. Is that so wrong?
I mean, hey - I know my page sucks. I kinda hate facebook. It's difficult to use and all I really like are the pokes. I just thought it'd be fun to get a URL for my page, and I was willing to help my friends get theirs too. Even if their page provides no value to me other than it was started by someone I like.
I give the hubub a solid meh. I can always un-fan them later if they're annoying or if I decide I don't want to be associated with that particular page. In the meantime, I helped a friend get a URL and they helped me get mine. And it was fun. I could use a little fun.
Wheee! Bacon!
Kelley can be found all over the internet and even on FaceBook - - if anyone else has a confession to make, you know where to find me.





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