Boss, sit down and hold on tight, because what happened today turned my life upside down worse than when my BMW broke down in the middle of an intersection! Friday, June 12, around 4:36 PM, right when I was sipping a coffee from the vending machine and waiting for the world to see my shaorma pic from Fane's place, Facebook and Instagram crashed like a sewer pipe in Nea Gheorghe's building. And not just here, bro, but all over the world!
700 Romans screamed in despair in the last 24 hours – I was one of them, I swear to die! You'd think the world ended: I couldn't get on the feed, it kicked me out during login, and Messenger kept saying "Sorry, something went wrong" – like "Sorry, something went wrong, but chill, we'll fix it." How can I chill, cuz, when Mioara called to check if I posted the bean soup?
I was left with a swollen lip! And it wasn't just us suffering: Americans, Filipinos, the Canadian from the building across, Bulgarians (those with their radars), Poles, and those from Dubai – all screamed on Twitter that they had nothing to show off with. TikTok flooded with #facebookdown, which is exactly the opposite of what we wanted.
Meta, the company that owns all this, said nothing official – not a word, not even a "hold on, we'll add another server." Their business status page seemed asleep, like nothing happened. What can I say, bro?
In Romania, when Facebook goes down, the black economy goes down too: from second-hand clothes sellers to the slick guys selling donuts online. I personally missed the chance to post how I fixed the bathroom faucet myself – but Mioara didn't believe me anyway. Now I sit and wonder: what the hell happened?
Putin's hackers? Or did Meta just leave us hanging to remind us what we waste our time on? I'm going to tell Brian to quit TikTok and start taking pictures of birds – maybe he'll land a Discovery ad.
Alright, I'm off to check if the power's back, because ever since I heard about the outage, I'm scared to even open my phone!
