Okay, so I happened upon one of your appeals around Christmas time last year, and in a spurt of seasonal Good Will to Animals sentiment, I stupidly sent you a check.
Ever since then I have been bombarded with crap, from you and all your fellow animal-oriented charities with whom you decided to share my name and address. (Weirdly enough, you also passed it along to the Disabled Veterans – what’s up with that?) And it’s no good trying to deny you were the source of this plague, because I deliberately add different apartment numbers to my address whenever I make donations/join clubs/request info from an organization, and I know damn well that “Apt 33-C” went to you.
Since that donation I have received an unending series of appeals for more funds – fine, I rather expected that, pictures of abandonned/mistreated animals to wrench at my heartstrings, check.
What I did not expect was the flow of useless crap ‘presents’ that you hope will guilt me into sending you larger amounts of money. What kind of crap? Well, so far there have been (I think this list is just from your particular organization, mind you, though I’m also getting lesser amounts of the cheaper items from your sister orgs):
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at least a dozen mailings of a handful of greeting cards, usually with sickeningly cutesy anthropomorphic kitten & puppy shots
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two t-shirts I wouldn’t be caught dead wearing
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a zillion ‘ornamental’ stickers of sleeping kittens and such
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a travel mug with “I (heart) animals” on it. Oh, yeah, I feel the need to boast about that regularly, it’s such a rare trait.
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‘desk-top’ calculator
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a mini-sewing kit
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a regular mug – this one emblazed with not just the usual ugly art, but also with MY full name, so I couldn’t even palm it off on a garage sale or the like without shaming myself, I had to smash it into small pieces before burying it in the trash bag.
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a mini-travel alarm clock/thermometer (this was actually rather nice, but I already had two of them)
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a key ring with a 50th anniversary tribute to yourself stamped out of some gold-colored cheap metal
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enough ‘address stickers’ – complete with my bogus apartment number – to last me the rest of this century.
In other words, you have almost certainly spent every single cent of the money I sent you on creating/buying this crap and mailing it to me!!!
What about those starving animals I was supposed to be helping? The ones needing shots and spaying and other operations? Remember them?
When I gave you money it was with the idea that at least some of it would be put to good use. If I wanted a never-ending flow of crap sent to me, hell, all I’d have to do is send out ‘tell me more’ letters to an assortment of religions or click reply on some spam.
You have guaranteed that I will NEVER make another donation to a national animal charity. That animal-oriented-charity money you are begging for? This year I gave some of it to the nearest no-kill shelter and the rest to a group that feeds/traps/spays/releases feral cats.
And you know what? They actually used the money to buy food and drugs and veterinary services, and the only thing they’ve inflicted on me in return was a sincere thank you when I handed over the money.
So for god’s sake, take me off your ‘crap gift of the month’ mailing list, right? You’ve already wasted every cent of what I gave you, now you are wasting the money you got from others – and it isn’t accomplishing a thing.
So stop already!