
I’m waiting for the subway when the phone rings. On the other end of the line an angry woman is shouting at me about her Facebook account. I hang up. A few hours later, I’m walking to get some lunch when someone calls. “I forgot my Facebook password,” the man says. I sigh, and—once again—explain that I can’t help. Later, while at my desk, someone else calls up.
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