Posted in Everyday Life

Facebook Privacy Settings

Hello Fellow Facebookers!

There is a post that is going around. That posts asks your Facebook friends to do something. I will share what this something is:

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If you were one of the many who has posted this, and you’re reading this, I’m not singling you out!

Now, realistically, how in the world can a person with ANY Facebook friends count on them ALL to actually do this? I certainly cannot with 826 friends (now don’t go unfriending me).

It’s a waste of Re-Posting time and an unrealistic expectation even if you did not expect a drastic end result.

So, let me tell you how you can avoid this post and just take care of the dang thing yourself.

Please note: the rest of the pictures in the post may cut off some details, so please feel free to click the picture in the post to see what is in edge of the picture, like “edit”, “close”, etc.

1. Click the little gear/sprocket:

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2. Click the Privacy Settings

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3. Get overwhelmed by all the options

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4. Breathe into a brown paper bag

5. Start with who can see your “stuff”

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  • Click Edit and make your change

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  •  *Grin* because you took the first step to become a self-sufficient Facebook user
  •  Ignore this section unless you were drunkenly Facebooking last night

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  • Feeling extra paranoid? Fiddle with setting

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6. Got a Facebook stalker? Click Edit and make that creep get over you

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  • There should be a “NO ONE” option

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  • I have no idea what this one is really about, but it’s on the strict setting and hasn’t bothered me one bit

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7. This one is super important. Get picky.

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  • Choose friends. Friends of friends don’t matter

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  • Again, friends

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  • This one looks complicated, right? Why? Because some snake oil salesman got in someone’s head at Facebook and told them to make it tricky (just kidding). Do NOT check the dang box.

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8. 9. and 10. Now that you have made your Privacy Settings more secure, you can move on to the Timeline and Tagging section. I’m not going to bullet point all those out, but you are welcome to mimic my settings.

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11. It’s okay to get “block happy”. No one else can actually see that you have blocked him/her. They’ll just get the subtle hint when they stop seeing stuff you post and they can’t see your Profile anymore. If you regret the decision, go back to the Blocking section and unblock the person. But, don’t be a doormat. If the person doesn’t deserve to see what you’re up to, make the wise decision and keep him/her blocked. There’s a difference between “blocking” and “unfriending” though. Unfriending just means that if your settings look anything like mine, that person can’t Facebook-stalk you. “Blocking” means that he or she cannot harass you via Direct Messages or through friends of friends.

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12. Annoyed by all the notifications? Fiddle with this until you’re happy. But, don’t blame me if you mess something up. Uninstall and reinstall if you’re mobile.

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  • Extra annoyed by one particular person, but you don’t want to unfriend or block him/her? Switch around these settings on that person’s profile page. Recommended: switch to Only Important and uncheck all the types of updates. Passive aggressive or setting boundaries? You decide.

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13. You’re welcome.

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Posted in Everyday Life, Rambling

Concensus on the Census

I walked outside behind Hojo with a bowl of cereal in my hand. He said there was someone with the license plate “*****” in the alley. I decided to throw in asterisks instead of the real thing for the person’s protection. ‘Cause I’m thoughtful like that. We both thought it was really weird that someone would park in an alley that several vehicles pass up and down.

A woman walked into view past the fence and asked if we were the residents. I said yes. She said she is a census taker and needed to speak to the head of the household. Hojo passed the friggin’ baton to me and went in the house. Thanks.

D’oh! I forgot to mail it.

Merrily, I ran back in the house and handed her the one I’d filled out. She said she still had to ask the questions, the same ones I’d filled out as part of her job. Bummer! Oh, and before I forget, she said if the questions were not answered, the resident could be fined $100 per question. Really?!

Before she started asking the questions, I said to her, “is that your vehicle in the alley?”

“Yes, it is.” Smiling.

“I really don’t think that it’s legal for you to park in the alley like that, several vehicles pass up and down here all day.”

“Oh well, I honked when I parked.”

:-O What kind of response is that? Anyone who would have seen her parked there trying to get out of the alley would have been royally torked and wouldn’t have cared if she had honked when she’d parked. I politely answered all the questions and she went on her merry way. She actually honked on the way out of the alley.

Hojo was going out to his jeep to, uh, do something that I can’t remember. He stomped his way back in the house and showed me a “notice of visitation” that the census lady had apparently taped to his windshield. There’s 2-sided tape that is on the top and bottom of the back of the notices. “I’m gonna have to take a scraper to it.”

I went out to my car to take a look if there was one on mine too. There was. I raised the paper a little and the 2-sided tape stuck to the windshield, not coming off. I dug my fingernail under the tape and both pieces came off fairly easily for me. Hojo’s was a little less careful with his perhaps.

I saw on the notice that the lady had written her personal cell phone number as a contact and the number for the main office. I called the main office to ask if it was against protocol to put the notices on peoples’ vehicles. The first person I talked to transferred me to someone and that person thanked me for calling in and said that the notices are STRICTLY for doors. She said she’d inform the census taker’s supervisor.

So, I’m kind of wondering why the census taker didn’t bother to try the back door. There’s a fence that surrounds the yard, but neither of the dogs were out and the fence wasn’t locked at the time. She really didn’t have any excuse for not taking the proper steps to see if someone was home.

So, if you happen to get a census notice on your car, it’s not supposed to go there. FYI.