Posted on : 04-Aug-2011 | By : Amber | In : Complaints and such, general complaining, Rambling rambles
If I’d known about the amount of spam I’d get in my comments, I might have reconsidered writing a blog in the first place. Ok, maybe not, but I would have complained a lot more about it.
Spammers – why do you choose me? I don’t have a large readership. I’m not sponsored by anyone. I can count on my fingers and toes the number of people not related to me who read this, and still have digits left. I’m pretty sure my mom gave up reading after the second post or so. Listen closely to the words that are coming out of my virtual mouth.
I do not want to buy generic drugs online. I am not interested in anime porn. I don’t ride a motorcycle, speak russian, or need a way to increase the size of some anatomy I don’t possess. Really. Your comments aren’t going to help you. No one who is interested will read them, most likely because I won’t approve them, and even if they get through, because I was half asleep (something my kids take advantage of way too often), I’ll figure it out eventually and take them off the blog.
Go away.
Go far, far away.
You make me unhappy, and that upsets my family’s delicate balance – you know, the one where they tiptoe around and don’t upset the crazy woman who lives in their midst.
Oh I am so with you on this one. Spam is one of the few things that actively gets my blood pressure up, and I receive all the same sorts that you listed, along with notes from businessmen in Nigeria, and offers for pharmacuticals that make promises they can’t deliver with *my* gender.
I so wish there was some way of bouncing back this nonsense (shit) to the senders and jamming THEIR mailboxes.
I did not stop reading “after the second post or so).