It happened quickly, like death at the door. A flash of a message on the screen. Something about the Facebook account being out of sorts. Click here. Merge. Backup your account.
Then, without warning: Session over. Logging out.
Boom!
I’m no longer a member of the Facebook world. Some of my recently-reconnected friends from way-back-when will likely suppose I have died. And, to some others, being suddenly disconnected from the Facebook machine might be akin to death. Most of those in my small circle of Faces are resourceful people and will undoubtedly check the obituaries, and – not spotting my name – will suppose me to have fallen victim to the computer-crash demons, or some such thing.
When the account was set up, I don’t recall distinctions between personal and business accounts. By all appearances the rules have changed. When I tried to log in last night, the Face-keepers ordered a change from ‘personal profile’ to ‘commercial page.’ A Personal Profile would – I was informed – require that I upload some sort of identification, like maybe my birth certificate or driver’s license, to continue my Facebook experience.
Nah. I don’t think so.
There were occasionally notes or items I enjoyed seeing. I liked having an exchange with close and distant family members on birthdays and anniversaries. Pictures. (Sometimes.)
Dustin already has set up an account for the bookstore and posts his daily specials. The shop will be represented.
But those who knew who was behind the bookstore logo on the old account will be left to wonder what happened to that page and the occasional postings, Likes, and Shares.
404. Page Not Found.
You can always find me here, and at the shop. We’re stacking books and serving lunches Monday through Saturday, so…
Come visit!
McHuston
Booksellers and Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main St. Broken Arrow, OK!