I never have liked spam. Which spam, you might ask? Either. One clogs arteries, the other message inboxes. One creates apprehension from bad breath, the other apprehension from unsolicited friends. There's no good way to slice it.
Now I did a funny post long ago on potted meat product (you'll have to look it up), but I haven't yet written of email spam woes. Beings that you all know what spam is, I'll just suffice it to say that among my four major email addresses, I acquire approximately 2000 unwanted messages every week, which would be completely unconcsionable without built-in filters and safety guards. Thankfully, the filters are so good that all I have to do is empty my bulk mail folder and occasionally delete a pesky letter that managed to slip through the cracks. Certainly spammers are persistent, but at least for now it seems technology is allowing us to survive.
This past week though, I was exposed to a new form of spam. On Wednesday & Thursday, I came home to search our daily mail and found these solicitations:
Come Visit the Outer Banks (NC)!
Visit Flagler County Florida!
Sequatchie County, TN Chamber of Commerce
Arkansas State Tour Guide
Find Your Spot in Charlotte Harbor, FL!
Historic Mississippi Barge Tours!
I think there were more, but I threw them all away. Who signed me up for all these visitor guides? We're not talking a tri-fold brochure with a couple of scenic photos. We're talking large packets of information with muliple viewbooks and calendars of events. We're talking state road maps and completely packed adventure guides. All six of these places were incredibly driven to have my business, and I don't even know how they got my name.
Have you ever gotten junk mail that you really liked?
