Like Me - Like My Stuff

I've been putting in the hours at the office, working on way too many projects to stay sane.

But since I wasn't sane to begin with, I suppose there's nothing new to report, is there?

One of my long-term, long-delayed-in-favor-of-other-deadline projects was getting our company Facebook page up and running. I don't really think we'll get new work from our company page, but it's good to have a presence in the largest time-sucker social media site online.

And one of my mantras is: If you don't manage your brand, something (or someone) else will.

So manage our brand via Facebook, I am.

Once I got everything loaded, tested and running sufficiently well, I sent invitations to employees and close friends and family to "like" our page.

{For the non-Facebook savvy, "liking" is a way that you indicate you'd like to follow a company on Facebook. Whenever the company Facebook page is updated, you receive a notice.}

Of course, I sent an invitation to The Boy.

Before leaving work, I noticed that he hadn't "liked" our page yet. So when I called to tell him I was nearing his office to pick him up, I asked him why he hadn't liked us.

Him: What makes you think I'm going to like your page?

Me: Well, you like me.

Him: I've already said that I'm married to you on my Facebook page. Isn't that enough?

Me: If you like me, you should like my company, too.

Him: I do like your company. But that doesn't mean I want to tell everyone on Facebook.

{For the record, he did get around to liking our Facebook page. He was just being a troublemaker. Shocking, I know.}

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