A recent photo of me at TweetUpSL, by Malinthe
As I get older, I get less presents but more wishes. This is kinda OK. I suppose this process culminates in a large funeral.
People knock Facebook for taking the personal touch out of birthdays. It just tells you when peoples birthdays are and thus automates remembering. I can’t remember anything, but I still care, so I appreciate this feature coming and going. I do appreciate FB wishes, and consider them sincere. I just wish FB could run facial recognition on my life so I could stop forgetting peoples names. What is modern birthday etiquette?
1. Birthday Tax
In meatspace, they demand food. Thus, for office, cake is required. This has been a tradition since I was in school and my mother baked me cheesecake cupcakes. Nowadays you have to get cake yourself. The default is Fab but I got a lot of great suggestions on my Facebook Page (indi.ca). Ended up going with Coco Veranda, mainly because they’re on Twitter. Quite expensive, but I’m one treat behind and I think this gets me one ahead.
So, that’s the birthday tax. Normally family and friends demand alimentation, but I’m not having a party and my mum was kind enough to drop off kiribath.
Just a few years ago, SMS was the way to go. Now, thankfully I think, Facebook has largely replaced this. Trouble was, I had my infrequent wall posts being sent to my phone, which became unmanageable today. I turned them off. I still get a few calls, which is quite nice. Mostly family and close friends. Funny how media has changed, it goes in order of intimacy – meeting, voice call, SMS, social media, etc, newspaper classified, I dunno.
If you have Facebook you will get messages on your birthday. Advertisers are even able to target you on this day. The question is A) do you respond and B) how. I actually try to respond to every single wish somewhat personally. Why, I dunno. Seems polite. I think it’s also kosher to do one bulk thank you, but I actually enjoy talking to more people than Himal sometimes.
This is the first time I’ve really gotten birthday wishes via Twitter. I guess I’ll respond, which makes it an impromptu follow Friday. Actually, it is follow Friday.
So, in short, I’m 29, no I’m not having a party, and thank you for all the kind wishes. Birthdays still make me a bit nervous, but I actually do appreciate the kind regard.