Facebook now part of Co-op Approval process?

Are you worried about that picture of you at the Village People concert?

I don't see the issue, but our society is slowly getting to the point where there is a realization that no one is perfect, and some indiscretions, while they might have been scandalous in the past, are just part of life. (I realize the dog is not an indiscretion).

Interesting is the case of the lawyer. That was not information on a social network site placed voluntarily by the lawyer. It was always a matter of public record, but going back to the 1980s, there was no anticipation by the lawyer of the Internet from a consumer or social perspective and court documents - I don't know, were they even digitized? Not to mention the issue of so what if the client was guilty or not guilty (or dismissed) or if the guy was a murder or just engaged in fraud, as our Constitution says everyone is entitled to a lawyer and a defense.

Of course, for some, why bother living in a co-op anyway.

However a co-op board wants to evaluate you, is the kind of building/residents you will live among if you decide to buy/apply there.

I have no facebook page. Will they think I'm anti-social? I am who I am and I rather live where I can be who I am. As with a job interview, I see it as part of a process to determine whether I want to work for them as much as whether they should hire me.

yea Juice...thats what Im worried about.

I am appalled at the lack of privacy in our society. And we willingly give up our personal information. Young kids reveal everything. It is one of the reasons I do not use Facebook or other social networks. The other reasons include the fact that they are incredibly boring. Forget the co op board. What do you do when you realize the mundane concerns that rule your friends lives. It is disconcerting.

Get new friends? ;-)

I've heard this complaint about facebook updates being mundane, but my friends post genuinely interesting things.

It just makes my wonder why anyone would want to live in a coop. The idea that my neighbors get to know every single detail they can find on me, starting with finances, job, etc., before they even met me gives me the creeps. And I won't even get started on all the other crazy coop rules.

I've already seen it happen on the rental side, where a prospective tenant (young) lost a deal because of her Facebook page. So now we talk to buyers about what they look like online before they go to a board --it's just one more thing that agents do as part of the co-op process that clients don't think of.

ali r.
DG Neary Realty

"I am appalled at the lack of privacy in our society. And we willingly give up our personal information."

I am TOTALLY with you on this.

But in the meantime, as you and your kids continue to willingly share your "personal" information with the world on the web, we board directors will be watching as well.

"It just makes my wonder why anyone would want to live in a coop. The idea that my neighbors get to know every single detail they can find on me, starting with finances, job, etc., before they even met me gives me the creeps."

Until you and your family buy into a CONDO, circumventing the "invasive" co-op board process, and realize your neighbors have been able to do the same -- and it turns out that middle-aged couple from Long Island who bought next door had absolutely no intention of living there, but rather bought it for their college kids to use as a frat house. Par-TEE! Par-TEE! Par-TEE!

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"And I won't even get started on all the other crazy coop rules."

Oh please do. I'd love to hear which co-op rules are "crazy."

loved the "they'll come and kill the children" line to the lawyer. that had to be made up - who could be that daft?

Yeah and what's funnier is that 60yo coop member was probably a postitute crack addict in the 80's and squatted her way into the apt.

And she's probably known as the resident whore, sleeping with the help and is not particularly liked. And her bastard son is a tranny opera singer in Thailand, working under the name 'such pretty things under my skirt'

man, where do you come up with this stuff w67?

"Yeah and what's funnier is that 60yo coop member was probably a postitute crack addict in the 80's and squatted her way into the apt.
And she's probably known as the resident whore, sleeping with the help and is not particularly liked. And her bastard son is a tranny opera singer in Thailand, working under the name 'such pretty things under my skirt'"

And yet, you still gotta play ball with her if you want to live in her building.

Deal.

"where do you come up with this stuff w67?"

It's his mother. But don't call him out on it, he'll freak out and get on the next plane from Thailand and bitch-slap you.

"Oh please do. I'd love to hear which co-op rules are "crazy."

I have one: Weighing dogs and pet weight limits. Anyone who thinks that small dogs are quieter or friendlier than big dogs knows squat about dogs.

And if your applying to a co-op board, then make your facebook page private or sanitize it.

Suspected for couple weeks.
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NYCMatt = Socialist

"NYCMatt = Socialist"

HARDLY.

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"I have one: Weighing dogs and pet weight limits. Anyone who thinks that small dogs are quieter or friendlier than big dogs knows squat about dogs."

And anyone who thinks all size dogs make the same level of noise has never lived below an apartment that housed a large dog. Dogs run. Dogs jump. Dogs leap. It's what they do. When little dogs do this it sounds like a bowling bowl being bounced on your ceiling. When a large dog does it it sounds like the fucking Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

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"where do you come up with this stuff w67?"

It's his mother. But don't call him out on it, he'll freak out and get on the next plane from Thailand and bitch-slap you.

This is an extremely well nuanced retort. Well done NYCMatt. These are the fleeting moments that keep me addicted to SE.

As a voyeur, I love the stuff that others leave on the Internet, it is so entertaining! Sometimes tragic. I want to know much your apt costs,which politician you support, if you've been married before, how old you are, and whether your kids are ugly...

The non-celebrity parts of http://www.mydeathspace.com/ make for very interesting reading. See "Latest Articles" in the right column. Don't forget to click the myspace link on each profile.

And little dogs bark more. They try to prove that they are tough, so to compensate for lack of size, they bark nonstop.

some facebook posts are just poor judgement. That should be weighed by people (college and job apps, aptment approvals -- )

this falls squarely under the rule "don't mix business and pleasure." don't use your real name on facebook. simple.

'And little dogs bark more. They try to prove that they are tough, so to compensate for lack of size, they bark nonstop.'

so W67 is actually a little dog?

@ UD.. the greatest comedians... have had to fill their grief with laughter.. it was either that or off oneself...

@ printer... you mean like w67th= dog, as your highest paid head hunting gig = 2007., no matter how you delude yourself that it's coming BACK!, your highest comp days are way way way past ya beeeetycth.

middlefingermatt/apt23... ooohhhhh ohhhhh.. I love a good game of "put that bitch down with a one line life summary game!" May I, thanks....

But first a wizen comment... .ALL children are like a pane of clean clear glass... as try as you might a parent will always leave a mark...

So this is the image I have of middlefingermatt....

Just a smalltown boy born and raised in south detroit...knew he was gay bf his parents ever had a clue.... one degree of separation from Matt Shepard, and go out to the big city w/o friends, family, education (if you don't count his countless hours reading Vogue) or money...

20yrs ago, slept with as many men as possible and when he realized his 19 yo body would only get him so far even in this town as newer 18yo men from montana "came" streaming in.. he knew he wanted to make his "own" money. Brokerage worked like a charm, party all nite end up on a nameless new guy's arms in a "new" nabe every nite, noon appointment and easy money....

So here you are, a 40yo co-op president in manhattan valley presiding over 50 social security checking vietnam vets and illegals who thinks his shit don't stink cause ya shower every day. In summary, "a prior gay whore, who's a socialite in his own mind, talking about apartments he can never dream of owning and who's thankful his 1bdrm doesn't allow invites to his long forgotten family back west, who never accepted your "difference." "

Now your turn.....

Oh. How exciting. And I thought Matt was just a 47-year-old buyer of reproduction 20th century American furniture made from new-growth wood who has a thing for Formica and Naugahyde and grew up in tract housing (the "Camelot" model) in a suburb of a third-string mainland city but now lives in Inwood or Marble Hill and likes to pretend to be A Gay or Republican but is neither.

epitome of douchy coop board member

no one caught the "journey" reference?

Three to one, he doesn't even own an apartment.

Twenty to one, he's not on the board.

Oh Alan ... bend over I have something to give you ...

So doggie, do you resemble more your mom, the chihuahua, or your dad, the rottweiler?

My disappointment is that no words in your post had a 'z' and you didn't reference your own upbringing as proof of how superior you are. We all realize that it wouldn't have been appropriate to mention the Rolex or Porsche or Yacht since this is about how you came to this country and how your dad wouldn't spend any money on you so you had to wear clothing from the Salvation Army and got made fun of for it. And you learned the value of the Rupee the hard way while your mom forced you to make beaded jewelry with her instead of playing in the streets. She'd remind you, as you continue to remind us, that the lowest caste in India had to clean toilets but you'd secretly be thrilled and wonder if they got to take any peeks at the women undressing, forming the foundations of your current perversions. And so you plotted that one day you would attend Columbia Business School and make it as a big investment banker. So you studied hard and even became a Teaching Assistant in your Financial Economics class. And lo and behold, one of the predecessors of Deutsche Bank hired you and you thought you would quickly be on your way to being the Senior Analyst, and an early promote to Associate, on to VP and then soon enough, you'd be so successful that they'd make you a Vice Chairman. So you toiled, and if you ever got discouraged because your financial modeling skills (er, skillz) couldn't keep up to the guys from Wharton, or your writing skillz couldn't keep up to the guys from Northwestern, you'd play with the beaded bracelet you kept on your wrist under your Trump Collection (or was it the Regis Collection) shirt, and go to the gym to do some squatz to keep yourself strong, just in case. But over time, you saw that at the bank, all of the senior bankers were tall and white with good hair. And even though you bought a couple Hermes tie, you'd look at yourself in the mirror every morning and say, I can't be white, but I can have the yacht. I can get the Porsche. I can buy the Rolex (though I'll settle for the Tag right now until I have some more Rupees). And damn it, the Ferragamo ties look good on me. Ultimately though, your bitterness started to overwhelm you and the Vice President who you worked for and who you thought was an idiot (not to mention couldn't do any squatz) would make you work all night and not give you any credit. And your review came in at the end of the year. Not so great. Just couldn't do the analysis well enough, took too long to complete your work, and a sense of insubordination. So the system expired you at the end. The white senior guys had their doors shut on your last day. And your colleagues, while they appreciated your fart jokes weren't really going to keep in touch with someone who was on the way out and who couldn't "fit in" which to you was code for being a white connected guy who went to the right boarding schools. So it was time to try to repair the relationship with daddy.

Part 2 to come

Need to consider using paragraphs.

No one will bother reading.

I suspect that the right people will.

It's a co-op. If you aren't prepared for nosy neighbors and an intrusive board, look elsewhere. Try a single family home.

Did I touch a nerve mfmatt?

Like a teenage girl waiting for a date.. ... Waiting for part due.

As cc pointed out, noted the length of post, can't be bothered with one long run on..... :)

Of course you can't be bothered to read a long paragraph doggie.

Wasn't your lack of attention span one of the real reasons you lost your job as an investment banker?

Or was it sexual harassment, too many farts, spelling too much with a 'z', or lack of ethics?

Let the coop boards do what they wish... Just wait a year or two, save some more $$ and buy a condo.
People complain about lack of privacy on Facebook and society in general, but it's us giving up our privacy/info without thought of what we're actually doing... We're complaining about the wrong things. Stop making your private lives publicly available..

part deux por favor....

just for you mfmatt (why the need to change handles, douche?), just cleared $154K on a trade... FLMAO, initial investment $25K .... FLMAO.....

Love. love love working for myself.... no deadlines, no bitch fest for bonus pool.. no boss, just my wife, two kids, my worldly travels (going to Hualalai to meet an old banking buddy and family for the 4th, count them 4 ppl 1st class, 5 nites hualalai, 3 nits Mauna Lani - (to see turtle release) a little more than your salary as a Co-Op president salary, you do earn an income for ALL THAT time?, right? , my sailing, my business, my porsches.... tell me how I should be sad as a "renter" in this NYC RE mkt?

FLMAO

Facebook and Twitter are great sites. Instead of spendng millions on the CIA and their intelligence gathering activities, we could just hire a high school stdent to read their Tweets.

Congratulations on your trade. Of the $154K, was any of the gain in this deal based on theft or fraud?

oh jumbo jimbo...need to be more clever.

Four Seasons, W67? NICE!!

oh no...

nopigs, you forgot insider info. and neglected to inquire as to duration of the trade. not to detract. Great trade.
Thread rec, Daniel Tortora, "the right dog for you" fascinating book. many large dogs are extremely inactive indoors (basically sleep all the time). Try a Bernese Mt. dog. bring a copy to the board interview. this is for NYCMATT.

To think, doggie when he was growing up had clothing from the Salvation Army and made beaded jewelry with his mom after school. And that is how he got his good work ethic, right?

Now imagine the kiddies, traveling first class, 5 nights in Hualalai, 3 nights in Mauna Lani - (to see turtle release). What will they become when they grow up?

By the way, if a family of 4 doggies travels together, what is the airline policy on this?

gaongaon, are you saying there was insider information?