Skype took it upon itself to broadcast my birthday the other day. Not Facebook, not Twitter, nor even LinkedIn nor Meetup. Just the telephone utility - Skype. A brief message to my contact list of remote relatives and overseas business connections who became contacts for one-off or occasional interviews. One or two corporate entities and a couple of London PR agencies also got the news - 'William Essex has made 55' was how Skype put it.
These online utilities and their puppyish desperation to join the party. No doubt I put my d.o.b. in there at some point, and no, it's no more irritating than the computer-generated birthday greeting from the offline utility (or come to think of it, the bank). But am I really supposed to think they care?
These online utilities and their puppyish desperation to join the party. No doubt I put my d.o.b. in there at some point, and no, it's no more irritating than the computer-generated birthday greeting from the offline utility (or come to think of it, the bank). But am I really supposed to think they care?