This is not a complaint. I’m fine with the fact that no one cares if I like blowjobs, or that no entrepeneurial soul wants to help me increase the size of my penis. It’s even okay that the Nigerians don’t think I can help them rescue their money. I’m not complaining.
But I never get spam. I simply get no spam. I’m sure my ISP is doing its part filtering unwanted email, but some always gets through.
But not to my home account.
Well, I got spam today. One message. Wanted to know if I liked blow jobs. I was so excited. I wanted to jump up and down and tell everybody. I felt like Steve Martin in The Jerk when he saw his name in the phone book.
And then I saw the to: line. The message was misrouted to me. It shouldn’t have come to my account.
I got somebody else’s spam.
And I’m keeping it. If I was a decent person, I’d forward it to them with a nice explanation but I’ve spent the day shovelling snow and helping cars out of drifts. My karma is in the black, bub, and I’m spending some on this one, misrouted email.
The other guy won’t miss it. I’m sure he gets plenty.