I drank hot chocolate at the Facebook pop-up and learned horrifying things about my privacy

This is not the sort of oopsie you can resolve with free hot chocolate and F-shaped marshmallows

The Facebook logo.
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It took 10 minutes of waiting in the snow, two hot chocolates, one Facebook employee, and five separate clicks for me to discover on Thursday the list of advertisers who had access to my contact info.

Some 2,220 items long, the list of advertisers included a car dealership in Wisconsin — a state I've never been to — and the AARP (I'm 26). The friendly Facebook employee who was walking me through my privacy settings informed me that I couldn't remove myself from the lists unless I contacted each of the advertisers individually. Um, excuse me?

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Jeva Lange

Jeva Lange was the executive editor at TheWeek.com. She formerly served as The Week's deputy editor and culture critic. She is also a contributor to Screen Slate, and her writing has appeared in The New York Daily News, The Awl, Vice, and Gothamist, among other publications. Jeva lives in New York City. Follow her on Twitter.