My Spam folder had 103 emails in it this morning. I just emptied it on Wednesday. Before I empty it I always scan the titles to be sure nothing I truly need has been accidentally sent to the Spam folder. Occasionally I find blog comments that for some unknown reason get "spammed." But usually, it is the same old same old.
Lowe's really, really wants to give me a free gift card. There is a person (or apparently an entire tribe based on the number I get) in Nigeria/Kenya/St. John who died and would LOVE to bequeath all his millions to me if only I fork over my name, social security number and bank account info. If I'm running short on money I can convert my "gold4cash". Cars! Cars! Cars! are awaiting my purchase and my credit score numbers are just a click away.
My absolute favorite are the repeat emails for "black singles". If ever a spammer DIDN'T know me. My flesh is the opposite of black. My skin would make Irish people feel tan. I could mime without the makeup (see previous post). My foundation shade is all the way on the left of the pale scale. Even then it looks a shade dark on me. I don't tan. My skin crisps to red, peels and turns the same ghost-white shade it has always been. If I wore black from head to toe, you'd think I was into the goth scene. But tomorrow, there will be an email in my Spam folder letting me know that the black singles scene is waiting for me to join.
6 months ago