I’m sure you’ve been well versed on all the hype from the media, warning us young college kids to keep our social website pages clean because potential employers and professors can dig up a lot of dirt through them (Oh, you didn’t hear anything about that? Look here, here, and here, for starters).
Well I’ve discovered my English teacher’s Myspace page. Let the dirt digging begin!
ha! I love the pics… they’re so, ummm… is “myspace” an adjective yet?
All right, firstly, she is borderline “too young” to be a professor (that’s a compliment), and secondly, the girl has a nose ring. A professor with a nose ring?! What kind of place is Arizona…?
Aaron: I’ve used the word myspacey before. My mom didn’t know what I was talking about.
Kai: Arizona is a strange, strange place. We had a guest speaker in that English class the other day, and he was a total hippie. Like the weird hippie clothes and everything. He makes cardboard art.
Facebook has settings so that either your network can view your profile or just your friends. I prefer the “just friends” option. Because whatever I do writing on my friends’ wall or what not has nothing to do with what kind of employee I’d be.
Interesting!
Um, this makes me very glad that my college days were pre-myspace. Seriously, that is creepy, and I don’t think I could have handled having one of my professors info out there like that. As a personal rule, I stay away from myspace. Except when I really, Really, REALLY need to cyperstalk someone. Oh, wait, that is the crazy lady they have been talking on the news about.
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