One of the weirdest things I’ve found is the number of electronic messages of goodwill I’ve had. I’m not talking people sending me e-cards, more the odd websites or other pieces of gadgetry who’ve taken the time out from their busy data processing lives to wish me well.
Our Nintendo DS, on which I have a go at Brain Training, was very keen to tell me I’d passed another annual milestone.
In fact the Japanese doctor was over the moon to wish me well – although at least that makes my Brain Age another year younger than my real age!
Then ‘the Facebook team’ wrote me a little message… ahh, how sweet. How do they manage to have time to remember everyone’s birthdays? And then write the messages… impressive.
I’ve since had another couple of websites ‘reminding’ me of my birthday – sheesh, I’m glad you sent me that email, otherwise I might have spent the whole day in ignorance.
I know it’s an American thing and they think they’re being all clever and personal, but they’re not.
I don’t want an inanimate non-sentient website to sing Happy Birthday to me… if I’m that hard up for it, I can always sing it to myself.