I never use my Facebook account, because when I first signed up for it I thought it was pretty boring. You can’t customize your page (unless you just want to rearrange your widgets), the site itself is badly organized (especially since they changed it), and I don’t understand the point in sending people bumper stickers. Still, I know Facebook is the “it” place right now, so my social network marketing instincts kicked in and I vowed to give it another shot. So today when I checked my Gmail and saw that an old high school friend had friend requested me, I decided that it was time to make good on my promise and start networking.

I was able to add my buddy, and there were also several bumper stickers and group invitations and all that other exciting Facebook stuff. My cousin had sent me an invitation to an ovarian cancer awareness group. My inner web surfer instincts told me not to click on the more information button, but I did it anyway. The page disappeared and I couldn’t figure out how to get back to the group invites so I could check out what else I’d been invited to.

Now, I’m pretty savvy with all of this stuff. It’s basically in my job description and, besides that, I’m a total nerd. So I’m pretty good at navigating even the worst websites. Facebook, however, astounds me. It never fails; every time I log in I end up logging out swearing about one thing or another.

I wanted to go complain to them to tell them to get their shit together, but I couldn’t even find a Support or Contact Us section.

I’m glad I have Lauren managing the account for Letters of Love. I just do not have the patience for Facebook.