To have a social life (or not…)

En anglais uniquement aujourd’hui ! On clique sur le drapeau britannique !

You don’t have a social life, but you don’t want to admit it . Not having friends is so hard nowadays and if your fellow co-workers learn that, you’ll be rejected.

Anyway, you are a clever geek and with Internet you can pretend to have lots of friend with the great Flickr. Pick up some pics from a party in your city (yeah, search with tags) from those people who pretend to have a social life and are ready to spread the news to all the Internet.
Yeah, I mean having a social life is a thing you wanna show.
People will think you’re cool and will want to hang out with you.

Do you think those flickr people are teenagers ? Not at all. They can be in their 20’s, 30’s and they smell really good. So pick up and choose your new friends !

But why those people have to show their social life, why ?

6 Responses to “To have a social life (or not…)”

  1. Benoit
    25/7/2005 at 21:03 #

    reading your post make me think that you have one or two flickr accounts to show us… no??

  2. nathan
    25/7/2005 at 22:06 #

    I have one pro account, but i know how to restrict it for my friends & family. And anyway, flickring at work is our favorite game of the moment… Don’t deny it. Flickr is a good product for storing and sharing your pics and this post is not about flickr anyway. It is about how people need to show their social life. I know, I do it sometimes too on this blog but thinking about it is not a bad thing…

  3. schuey
    25/7/2005 at 22:29 #

    trash mais j’adore 🙂

  4. negrito
    27/7/2005 at 9:30 #

    Thanks a lot ! that s huge… maybe I should fake a post !

  5. nardac
    27/7/2005 at 18:56 #

    There seem to be a lot of pictures of some guy with glasses on your flickr site. Did you download them? Is he an imaginary friend too?

  6. nathan
    28/7/2005 at 9:09 #

    No. Well maybe. The guy with glasses, that’s me. I had imaginary friends when I was a kid (maybe 5 years old). I created a world with little people, they were my friends when I was alone. One day, they disappear. Realizing that having imaginary friends was not possible anyhow. And I became a normal kid.

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