I’m not the type to rant and rave — well not much anyway — but I find myself borrowing a line from my colleague Carmine Santa Maria, the Big Screecher, when I say, “I’m madder than a wet hen without a working hair dryer…” when it comes to Facebook and a roll of tinfoil.
You may be asking yourself, “What the heck is she Not for Nuthin’ing about this time? How under the stars does Facebook have anything to do with a roll of tinfoil?”
A whole heck of a lot, to be sure, because the creators of each shouldn’t have messed around with a good thing.
Facebook started out as a great way to keep in touch with friends and family. No gimmicks — just a simple way to say “Hey!” share photos, and, of course, stalk your child’s digital life and know what was going on.
Did it stay that way? Nope. The creators of the simple little social network went and done it, and really complicated matters.
Now whenever I enter my Facebook page, I find myself staring at time-lines, tickers, private messages, open messages, ads, chain posting, the kitchen sink — you name it, there it is, all over my homepage mucking up the simple task of keeping in touch, saying “Hey!” sharing photos, and of course, stalking my child.
Ok, so now you want to know about that little simple ubiquitous roll of tinfoil that’s been around since forever?
I’m going to tell you even if you don’t want to know.
Rolling out a piece of foil from a cardboard tube was a stroke of genius. So simple, so effective. That one discovery made saving leftovers a breeze. No longer did the housewife throw out that extra slice of pizza. Now it could be easily wrapped up in a piece of foil, plopped into the fridge and taken out later, heated up in its neat little foil packet, and scarfed down.
Did it stay that way? Nope.
The matter of unrolling a piece of tin foil from the roll now requires a degree in engineering.
It doesn’t matter the brand — I’ve tried them all. No matter the thickness — heavy duty or the cheep one; or how long or short the roll, no sooner do I open the box and start, does the foil hit a snag on the roll, causing all manner of agita (Italian for WTF!).
Of course I try my best to correct the snag without wasting most of the roll. Doesn’t work. No matter how hard I try — and believe me I’ve tried — I still wind up wasting most of it.
Such is my frustration that I now find myself buying the box of pull-out pop-up sheets of foil, just to avoid the dreaded roll.
Not for Nuthin, but if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it!
Follow me on Twitter @JDelBuono.Joanna DelBuono writes about national issues — and reviews products — every Wednesday on BrooklynDaily.com. E-mail her at jdelbuono@
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