Facebook recently announced the creation of a “legacy contact” feature, where you can appoint someone as the curator of your Facebook page to maintain it or shut it down after you die.
Upon learning this, I immediately went to my account settings and tapped my sister to see if she’d be up for the challenge in the event of my untimely demise. Who else would get the tone right in my post-life posts?
Here’s the type of updates I’d want her to keep flowing from my account:
“Hey guys – as it turns out, snowballs DO have a chance in hell.”
Whenever there’s a celebrity death, I’d like a, “You’ll never believe who I ran into last night,” post.
“BORED.”
“Need a haircut. Can’t trust anyone with scissors here.”
“All the constant singing and euphoria is starting to get on my nerves.”
“Time to go take my accordion lesson.”
“Heads-up: Eternity is over-rated.”
“After-life? I’ve been to better after-parties.”
My friend Alison hopped in on the action, suggesting that there would be some pretty rich opportunities for “Throwback Thursday” (#TBT) photos as well. I tend to agree:
“Remember this? Back when I was ALIVE??? #TBT”
“Wow. I really had some skin on my bones in this one. #TBT”
“Looking kind of fleshy, no? #TBT”
“This one literally killed me. Literally. #TBT”
Speaking of hashtags, I’m thinking we could create a new one” #PLP – for “post-life post.”
Whew. Glad I’ve sorted this out. I don’t have a will or a DNR order executed, but I can sleep better knowing I’ve achieved social media immortality.
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This wins.
I keep waiting for you to message me your new blog URL on the down-low. Because we both know that writers gonna write.
Just keyed into this. Right now this writer’s writing a lot of work-related and school-related stuff. Even if I were actively blogging right now, I wouldn’t be able to do it justice. Which is probably the worst writing-related conundrum.