My friend K'vitsh and I were just e-mailing and she says I should blog this, so I am obliging. We were discussing e-mail getting caught in people's spam filters. The thing that aggravates me is, sometimes my husband will send me an e-mail from work, I'll click "reply" and my short, three word response, containing all the triggers such as "yes, sounds good" will get stuck in his corporate spam filter for FOREVER.
Once I sent a vile, insidious e-mail along the lines of, "I have to stop at the drug store & at Target before I go home; do you need anything?" and it got stuck in The Big Corporate Machine's spam filter for 3 days until he approved it and a sysadmin released it. Which ticked me off, so some time after that I sent him an e-mail, prompted by my irritation, which read, "hot sex hot sex hot sex porn porn porn porn porn porn penis penis penis penis penis Britney Spears naked" - and THAT one got through instantly, no problem.
Grrrrr.
Once I sent a vile, insidious e-mail along the lines of, "I have to stop at the drug store & at Target before I go home; do you need anything?" and it got stuck in The Big Corporate Machine's spam filter for 3 days until he approved it and a sysadmin released it. Which ticked me off, so some time after that I sent him an e-mail, prompted by my irritation, which read, "hot sex hot sex hot sex porn porn porn porn porn porn penis penis penis penis penis Britney Spears naked" - and THAT one got through instantly, no problem.
Grrrrr.
4 Comments:
Heh, you said "my husband" - for some reason, I still find that odd.
Sometimes I can't get a simple email to Leigh-Ann, who is just on the other side of the wall from me.
By Anonymous, at 11:48 PM
Excellent blog!
Pharmaceuticals and super erections love Britney Spears.
Please link me. Spam.
By Anonymous, at 12:52 PM
Flippy: it takes some getting used to - I referred to him as 'my boyfriend' the other day. EEEP!
Heather: you're not spam, you're a stalker. You've been after me ever since I posted that entry about Paris Hilton's panties.
By Helly, at 7:37 PM
Shudder
No I haven't. Just 'cause I finagled a plane ticket out of you, then went to your house, then mysteriously slipped off to your knicker drawer during that party...
By Anonymous, at 1:07 AM
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