Mark's Journal: My spam wants me to go shopping

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

This evening, in a four-hour time period, my spam messages told me I needed to shop for all of the following items:

Frankly, I remain disappointed in my spam. It doesn't know me at all. It has no comprehension of what I might like or need.

My spam needs work.

Mark P said...: Be thankful it wasn't offering to sell you little blue pills.; February 3, 2016 at 3:07 AM
Dave Drale said...: Dear Mark,

Well, women are a perennial favorite, though probably nobody who's going to show up on a senior dating site.

And I'm expecting you to upgrade your Tesla any time to the AWD version.

I think your complaint is that your spam isn't sufficiently high end. Perhaps that's a field PT can get into: spam tailored for the man who has everything.

Thoughtfully,
Dave; February 3, 2016 at 8:30 AM
Mark said...: Fair point.; February 3, 2016 at 11:58 PM
Mark said...: The "Fair point" comment was in response to Mark P.

Dave, I don't think I have everything, but I certainly do have a lot. I do eye the Tesla upgrade; how could one not?

The key point here, though, is not that my spam isn't high-end enough; it's that it's boring.

PT will never get into spam. We are, after, all Principled Technologies.; February 4, 2016 at 12:00 AM