Sometimes you get email which is so ludicously idiotic that it would just be wrong somehow not to share it.
Background: I got a message this afternoon at Planet SOMA from someone wanting to sell me live video streams of my “club”. Keep in mind that this guy had to navigate through my contact page in order to send it out, and still managed not to figure out or care that (a) I’m not a “club”, and (b) I eat spammers and other idiots for breakfast if I’m in a suitably playful mood…
So I sent a slightly sarcastic note via my disposable Yahoo account, and informed him that anyone who billed himself a “web developer” should probably have the good sense and attention to detail to realize he was mailing his message to an individual and not a nightclub. And that anyone who spoke English (as he presumably did) would have seen the multiple spam notices as well…
So he wrote back with one of the most classic lines I’ve read this week: “why are you listed as a club on yahoo if you’re not a club?”
That explains it. My site comes up when you do a search on “clubs”. Therefore I must be one, right? He essentially told me that, since Yahoo “said” I was a club, I was one (whether or not I believed it or had been notified of my new career). Web developer my ass. I wouldn’t hire this guy to do yard maintenance. Oooh. Just what I need: a web developer who doesn’t even know how a search engine works…
All the same, I’d have just let it drop if he’d just said “I screwed up and I’m sorry”. But no. He had to be an active, aggressive idiot. Which has qualified Erik the webmaster for my semi-dormant “idiot of the month” award…
Anyway, Sarah’s back online, Becky’s happy again, Mark’s done some spiffy re-tooling, I got a lot of work done today, and electric blue squeezable Parkay was on sale at Safeway tonight. Life is good, all in all…
