The Comfy Corner

I am often disconcerted by the ads that Facebook targets at me. They make me feel like a very two-dimensional person. Like, just because I like to listen to Britney Spears on occasion doesn't mean I want to see some other two-bit pop star in concert. And just because I'm gay doesn't mean I wanna meet hot single men in the Boston area "now." Most of the time, though, I am able to look past them and focus on the things that really matter on Facebook (like whose wall-to-wall is the most outrageous, who posted some fun drunk pics, who likes my status etc.) This particular ad, however, baffled me then and continues to baffle me now. I didn't click it for fear of what I would find on the other side... but what in my interest category made Facebook decide that this would be a great ad to throw my way?


No, Facebook, I don't "like." In fact, I dislike with utter confusion and discomfort. Nothing about this makes sense. What is a Morphsuit? Why is it wearing headphones and glasses? What's with the weird quote and the strangely punctuated ". Tom, Poole."? Why did they feel the need to tell me that "it's true" as if I thought anything about this ad was false? I don't plan on getting my Morphsuit today, or ever for that matter, so stop it Facebook.