Weird stuff in the in-basket

If you have an e-mail account, chances are weird stuff shows up in your in-basket unless you paid somebody $10000000 to install blockers from multiple companies to make sure weird stuff doesn’t get delivered.

  1. One scam is an e-mail from somebody you’ve never heard that has the word “confirmation” in the header. I never open these because I know it’s somebody trolling for customers by making me think I already ordered something from them.
  2. Then there’s the header that says “Did we do something wrong?” These come from companies I may or may not have ordered from, but haven’t bought anything recently. Half of them come from people I’ve never heard of. These also go in the trash.
  3. Then there are the astrologers and Tarot readers who send me messages like, “I’ve been thinking about you lately because the universe has a message for you. See my free reading to see what it is.” I click on some of these things out of curiosity. The readings generally tell me I’m all-powerful, have high energy levels, and am destined to do great things. All I have to do is pay $29 a month to learn how to unlock my potential. Occasionally, I respond by asking, “If I’m all-powerful, wouldn’t my power show me what to do?” They say that most people just need a little help like jump-starting a car. Ah, so that’s how it works. It’s time to select the “unsubscribe” option.
  4. Malcolm, we heard from girls on the street that the little blue pill is no longer doing its job to fix your ED problem. I don’t respond to these because I don’t consort with “girls on the street” and I I did, I’d have to get my wife’s permission. That’s not happening. If I did respond, I’d say, “Sister Fortune already sold me I’m all-powerful, so that means that I don’t have an ED problem.”
  5. Malcolm, according to our records you’re trying to make a go of it by being a writer. If what doesn’t work, we’d like to enroll you in our fast-track grave digger’s course. Lots of people are kicking the bucket these days, and you can earn good money getting rid of the bodies. Free shovels to the first 100 people who ask about our program. I respond, “The object in the picture is not a shovel. If you think it is, you can’t help me.” I don’t hear back from them after that.
  6. Dear Mr. Campbell, did you write the article entitled “Telling the Difference Between a Spade and a Shovel”?  Seriously, I get a lot of inquiries like this because I’m a writer. Most of these are legit,  but not as much fun as those e-mails that are scams.

–Malcolm

Malcolm R. Campbell is the author of satire, magical realism, paranormal, and contemporary fantasy novels and short stories.

E-mail in basket: what a minefield

Sometimes I see e-mails from people I know, family even. Sometimes there are e-mails from newsletters I subscribe to or vendors from whom I’ve ordered products. Occasionally, I receive e-mails with headers like “Are you the Malcolm R. Campbell who wrote Carl Jung and Alchemy.” I’ve never gotten one of those messages about anything I did write.

The rest is swill.

Download Logo Email Address Free Clipart HQ HQ PNG Image | FreePNGImgLately, there have been several e-mails a day with the word CONFIRMATION in the header. Most of these come from companies I’ve never heard of. Sometimes the title even says what the sender wants me to confirm, like: “CONFIRMATION: Brothels of the World Tour.” I never open any of these.

Then there are the e-mails that try to shame you for not opening previous e-mails, usually newsletters I’ve subscribed to. Often there’s a code of some sort hidden within a photo that tells the newsletter people whether I’ve opened their e-mails of late. When that happens, it means that I’ve subscribed to too many newsletters and have been skipping some of them.

There’s also this sort of thing: “Malcolm, 25 years ago you gave money to our save the whales’ foundation but you haven’t done jack shit since then. . . WTF” I don’t answer these even if the outfit is working for a good cause. One can go broke donating $10 here and $20 there.

Occasionally–and this happens on Facebook, too–I get a message that says, “Hi, I’m Melanie, a single mother with three children who has needs for male companionship. Write me back if you’re interested.” Obviously, I delete these, though I wonder how many of the senders know I’m old enough to be their grandfather.

I’ve been online since the AOL, CompuServe, and MySpace days. I think I’ve seen it all. If I haven’t, don’t tell me about it.

–Malcolm

Malcolm R. Campbell is the author of the comedy/satire Special Investigative Reporter. Check it out (if you dare).