14 E-Mails

2000

May 16, 2000
I had 14 e-mails in my box.
In six hours.
Three were selling me something - no way.
One is a newsletter.
One had some Hot Teens! - I have one, thank you. He gets overheated at the mention of the word chores.
One was telling me not to let the Internet go by.
I'm not.
I'm hanging on by my fingernails.
One was a virus warning - from someone who accidentally forwarded that love bug thing. (I'm on a Mac. I didn't get it. And I use virus software. Tired of the scares? GET A MAC!)
Three were from my sales rep at Banta - we are working on finalizing the fulfillment quote and trying to locate a contact for Ingrams. (I found it.)
One was from me - reminding myself to send the Photog quote to Romantic Times. (I did.)
For my son to do the honors again this year. (He will.)
In spite of college.
I am pretty quick with the "clear button".
These days I have to be.
I must have ended up on another list.
From time to time there is this surge in junk.
Tying up my bandwidth.
Tying up my time.
Taking up space on the hard drive until I kill it.
Junk.
I resent the time.
I resent the effort to remove it.
I don't read it.
If I don't know you, saying Hi! will not get you read.
And then there are the jokes. People forward a forward - 16 deep!
IT'S CALLED A DELETE KEY!
You have to drag and drag and drag down to see what this person sent you.
And then delete it.
Sometimes I don't even try to read it.
"PASS THIS ON" gets dead everytime.
Fw:Fwd:Fw: dies too.
I don't need jokes.
I am in a pool. I get jokes everyday.
I have seen nearly every "list" of sick humor or otherwise passing itself about the web.
I am not in need of this kind of cheering up.
Kill this too.
I get newsletters I want. Adobe. Macromedia. Apple.
These are useful.
The others are not.
Now there is a new scam.
A "Level One" job search.
Pandering for new employees over the internet.
I know they are doing this because I got one.
I know they don't know who they sent this to (or what) because they asked for information I have posted on the web. It's called a vitae - i.e., resume.
I don't want to earn lots of cash.
I don't want trivia.
I just want to communicate to friends and fans.
I just want to send out my newsletter.