Aught-Four Crap

I was looking through my emails that I have saved throughout this year, purging them to make room for the aught-five crap. It's amazing. I actually shock myself in some of these. People emailed me, and I emailed them back regailing them with a story about myself.

I don't do that so much anymore. (I think this blog has taken the place of that.) Of course, I don't have Internet access at one of my jobs, so I can't exchange emails with people all day the way I used to. (Hi, Misti!) But some of my emails I downright cringe at. Sigh.

On a happier note, I came across an email I sent to this e-spammer pretending to be a foreign dignitary. He wanted to funnel some money into my checking account or something. Here was my response.

Dear I Have Nothing Better To Do With My Time Than To Scam People:

I don't know who the Hades you think you are, but PLEASE STOP IMMEDIATELY. This is crap and I don't have to put up with it. I've seen this crap before and it's all the same: Some foreign dignitary (except not) dies and leaves a fortune which is locked up by beaurocracy. The heirs need my help freeing up the money by using my bank account number to transfer the funds. GIVE ME A FREAKING BREAK!

If this happens again, I will report you to the FBI, the Department of Homeland Security, and your internet service provider. I need not remind you that soliciting bank account information (which is what would have eventually happened) is a FEDERAL OFFENSE.

Regards,

Your Worst Nightmare.

I'm so cool. Heh.

Well, if I find anything else interesting I will post it here.