Email spam, that is. I will be happy if Little Bug never ever learns that the word "spam" applies to anything else in the world. 'Cause even before I was vegetarian, I thought spam was nasty.
Sometimes, when I go to empty out the spam folder in my various email accounts, I actually open the messages. You know, just for funsies. And I can't help but wonder why con artists or scammers or whoever it is sending this crap out even bothers. I mean, does anyone actually fall for this crap?
Like this one:
Because yes, I'm going to believe I somehow won "one million pound sterling" from a contest I never entered. A contest for which the contact email is a hotmail account. Come on, you can do better than that. No one uses hotmail these days.
This is to inform you that your E-mail Address has WON you the sum of 1,000,000.00GPB (One Million Pound Sterling) from the Chevrolet Award Promo 2013.The Draw No:1593.make a contact and collect your winning fund immediately, Fill the Information below:
Or this one:
Because, obviously, I am such an up-and-comer in the world that I regularly receive mysterious courier packages delivered to me in foreign countries I have never even visited before. Calling this foreign telephone number sounds like a fabulous idea! What could go wrong?
Some of the other things in my junk mail folder just confuse me. Like this one:
I've received four separate emails within the last few days containing basically this same information. I don't trade stock. If I did, I wouldn't act on mysterious tips that come from bizarre email addresses. And why did they capitalize the words "winner" and "alarm?" Don't these people know that I am not a fan of capitalizing random words for no reason? And that comma after "close" should really be a semicolon. Even if I were inclined to buy your stock, the lack of proper English language usage would cause me to turn away.
This Stock Is Trading UP
And what about this one?
All I can really say here is WTF? (No, seriously, imagine me saying this as the acronym, not as the words it stands for. Trying to clean up my language here; I do have a 13-month-old, after all.) Well, Miss Faridah, I don't think I'm comfortable with you calling me "dear." And I'm sure as