My life is busy enough. And I’m getting sales called and junk mailed to death.
I get:
Junk mail - This used to be fun, but now I have to open every envelope just to make sure it’s not a bill. And I hate having to shred credit card offers. Now, I don’t even bother opening the Valuepaks. Aggravating factor on a scale of 1 to 10: 2
Spam - Just irritating, since they don’t cost me anything except for time. Except those mofos who think e-mailing me an attachment is fun, in which case I say FUCK YOU. And where are these fuckers getting my e-mail address? Aggravating factor: 2
Fax junk mail - These are the fuckers I hate the most. It’s against the law, and it wastes my ink and paper. I fucking hate these guys the most and hope they all go to Hell! Aggravating factor: 10
Phone sales calls at home - The worst fucking ones are from the phone and credit card companies. I sometimes just fucking hang up on them. My phone numbers are now all unlisted. AF: 5
Door to door salesmen - Why should I open the door to these MOFOs? What if they are fucking robbers and want to rob my house when open the damn door. Yet they fucking keep knocking even when I don’t answer. And my office has a NO SOLICITING sign on it and those mofos still fucking come in. If you are a mother fucking door to door salesman FUCKING GO AWAY. I should change my sign to say NO FUCKING SOLICTING. AF: 10 (Fuck you)
Free local and regional newspapers: I fucking hate these because I didn’t order them and they get thrown on my lawn. I fucking hate getting them because I have to walk down the drive, sometimes in the rain, or snow or sun, down a steep slope to get them. I don’t read them and it’s just a waste of paper. AF: 7
People contacting me for pyramid schemes: Fuck you and fuck off. The only pyramid scheme I’d join is the one I make, where I’m on top. All the rest of you, fuck off. AF: 10
Telephone sales calls where when you pick up it’s a phone recording: That just fucking shows no respect. Who the fuck is going to buy something from a recording. AF: 10
Cellular phone sales call from the cell phone company: Until I fucking called up AT&T to complain, they sent me this fucking message every day to ask me to sign up for some fucking bonus plan or the other. FUCK THEM. AF: 10
Pager solicitation: Yes, it’s true, you answer a page and it’s to a phone recording. AF: 11, because I actually have to fucking do something, and it’s a FUCKING sales call.
Solicited from the car: I don’t mind these too much actually and I sometimes give them a few bucks, especially if their message is imaginative. AF: 1
Solicited by politicians for campaign funds. FUCK OFF. If you can’t get elected without MY help, then you don’t deserve to get elected. AF: 8
All of the above is why people really go postal, not their job, not their family. There should be a law that says you can only solicit if a person gives that permission in advance. The only place which is safe for me is when I’m taking a dump. And that’s where I’m going now.