Wednesday, June 15, 2005

"It's finaly heere- the new pro vigara comparator" *

There is somebody out there sending out e-mails about Viagra, about sex with farm animals, and about finding me the job of my dreams. Somebody is sitting at a computer right now, just like me, but I'm typing these words and they're typing "Your dream date is only a click away."

People have shitty jobs, I completely understand that. Hell, people with shitty jobs make the world go 'round, so I feel no need to pile on to their disparagement. My real problem is figuring out how these shitty jobs make money for people. Because for those people to line their pockets with even the smallest bit of cash, there is somebody else out there, somebody sitting at a computer right now, just like me, but I'm thinking about them and they're thinking, "I bet I could get some good Viagra through this e-mail." Or, "It just might turn me on to see a woman sucking a horse off." Or, "Maybe I do have to rely on an Indonesian webmaster to find work here in Knoxville."

I have no idea who these people are. I have no idea how these people exist. I wouldn’t get 50 of these e-mails a day, though, if they weren’t out there somewhere.

* An e-mail with that subject hit my inbox as I was typing this. And somebody out there, God love 'em, probably clicked the link within.

3 comments:

dkw--friend of Benj said...

My thoughts written on your screen! LOL!

Alex said...

This is the very reason that I have a job. Anytime you'd like to geek out and discuss it with me, I can tell you how spammers make money, and probably anything else you ever wanted to know about spam...

Josh said...

Nah, I'm cool.