paper spam
I hate junk mail, and yes I know that hate is a really strong word but I stand by my use of it. I hate junk mail with a big red hot passion. I hate junk mail so much, thinking about it makes me want to go have sex with my husband, or knock down a wall or something. It inspires real emotion in me.
Hate is totally an emotion.
The thing is that junk mail is just so wasteful. I know that people have a right to do what they want with their own money, plus it's advertising, so I won't get into that aspect of it... but what about all that paper? Which is really all those trees and all that gas used to move the logs that were once the trees that got cut down.
If only I were that in tune with the environment... I frown upon waste, but mostly, it's just that it's one more thing I have to deal with. Do you have any idea how big my "to shred" pile currently is? It's huge. It's 2 bags full of things I need to shred. Likely 90% of the mail that comes into our house is junk mail.
I think I may be underestimating. Normally I tend to exaggerate a bit but in this case I really don't think I am.
So in this huge intake of junk mail is it possible that there could be one particular type of junk mail that really gets to me? Really gets me upset? Credit card offers? Coupons for fast food restaurants? Insurance come ons? No.
It's the newest selection of junk mail we're getting.
Gambling ads. Betting Catalogs. Entire "magazines" dedicated to making wagers.
In the last 10 days we have gotten 3 pieces of junk mail, 3 thick heavy magazines, catalogs, books if you will, full of information, advertisement and charts all dedicated to betting.
You should know that neither DrNormal or I gamble. We are not betters. There is no thrill in it for us, no allure. We have been known to buy a lottery ticket a few times a year on a lark but that's the extent of it...
So why 3 pieces of literature in 10 days with DrNormal's name on them dedicated to gambling.
Who the hell sold his name to them?
I hate junk mail... I'm gonna go shred something.
