Facebook

It may be a grandchild thing (I hope it’s not related to my second in command), but Netflix has recommended a film for me.

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Which has nothing to do with Facebook. That I know of.

Related to Facebook, though, is the email I received today. Apparently, I’m having problems getting into my account. Which I would do if I couldn’t remember my email address.

Since I don’t do the Facebook thing, I shouldn’t really be receiving such emails. So, that leaves one of the (unknown number of) people who believe that they own my email address. They may share my name or be in a relationship with someone who does. My money’s on the bloke from Northern Ireland. Or maybe the one from Essex. Either way, I find it hard to comprehend how someone doesn’t know, or communicate to their loved ones, their own email address.

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It does my head in.