Don't call me a woman- that's going too far!

Don't call me a woman- that's going too far!

Don't call me a woman- that's going too far!

We all get spam.... Over the years, I don't really know that I've been particularly blessed or cursed with regard to my share of spam- I've probably gotten as much as the next guy.  I've had great spam-blockers, I've had some that weren't worth a dang thing.

I think Hotmail is pretty good at snagging spam overall- I probably have 30 messages a day that end up in the Junk Mail folder.  Not too bad..and I always check to make sure nothing good go thrown over there by mistake.

Like many of you, I've won the lottery.  They've tried to seduce me into buying every type of sporting goods and memorabilia that comes along.  I've also gotten so frustrated that I've talked to my computer screen and told it "No, I don't need to enlarge my......! It's just fine, thank you!"

The spam gods got me back today... I was sifting through the usual junk- Viagra this, Cialis that... when there it was..

"....you're being considered for inclusion with the National Association of Professional Women's Distinguished Women of 2010"

The issue of the year notwithstanding, there remains a serious problem here, folks.  I can handle losing those lotteries I've never entered...and I can handle it when they keep trying to get me back into every club I've ever joined and bailed out of. I get by, I stand strong and stay out of the DVD and CD clubs, health clubs, etc.- and only get a bit annoyed at the "Come back!" messages. I know marketing, and respect it...

but don't call me a woman- that's going too far!