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.
11 months ago