Facebook isn't fun anymore

I've been seriously neglecting my blog. BUT I've been incredibly busy. I recently landed a promotion and I've been working my toosh off. More catch up later......
For now, I have a serious vent about Facefuck, a name my husband came up with that I'm now starting to clearly understand. I just posted "Some people just beg to be punched in the face, ya know?" Just randomly. Because some people really do just beg to be punched in the face. Do they not? So then I get called into my co-workers office and told that my recent post has stirred up all kinds of commotion in the office. People jump to the conclusion that I was referring to a co-worker. Of course I was, but how in the hell do they know? I could be talking about the asshole that just cut me off in traffic on my way back to the office. I could be talking about my husband who has been less than kind lately. I could be talking about the dipshit at Sears who somehow misplaced the order for my new dishwasher (which I have so been looking forward to). Point is, I can't even say something, anything, without people jumping to conclusions and acting like fucking busybodies. Facebook just isn't even fun anymore because I literally can't say ANYTHING I really want to say. Reminds me of the time I posted about my car......
This was several months ago and I posted "My car blew up. They were supposed to have fixed it but they punctured a hole in my radiator instead." Or something along these lines. Fast forward 8 minutes later, and I have an email from the car dealership's owner, who also happens to be...my Facebook friend. My dad also formerly worked for this dealership. HOWEVER, not once did I mention the dealership's name, mention the word dealership or anything of the sort. But Ms. Dealership Owner asked me to take down the post because people probably assumed I took my car to that dealership because my dad worked there and it would look bad for the dealership. I owned a BMW, so what are the chances that people would assume I took my car to a Buick dealership?!?
Well excuse the fuck out of me. I didn't mention anyone by name, and YOUR dealership BLEW UP MY CAR, but you want me to take down a Facebook post because it might reflect poorly on your dealership because people MIGHT ASSUME that I took my car there? Um, fuck off? Maybe you shouldn't have complete morons working at your dealership.
I am just so incredibly over Facebook. From now on, I will save my rants, raves and everything else for my blog. Where it belongs. Where no one knows who I am and I can say whatever the fuck I please.
And if you don't like the word fuck, you probably shouldn't read my blog.