My Dear Madam; And a jolly Good Morning to your cat with my name.
Your sis’s experience with FB, just makes me more suspicious. It’s as though Zuckerberg came to the door, pushed his way in, all the time smiling, and searched around your house and mind, and left with a Sale sign under his arm.
And don’t get me started with those processes they use to further assault you.
I hope she deletes.
I’m so hateful toward FB that when the cameras come out at family reunions, etc., I hide. If they want to post their faces on FB, fine. My face had better not ... EVER ... show up on one of their FB pages. It’s personal. People need to ask permission before photographing anyone any more.