Mobydisc said...
I use gmail as my main email and have a work email address.
I get around 5 spam email on my gmail account and around around 3 a day on my work account.
Gmail spam is 99% about growing my penis. I am not sure where they got the idea its too small as its enough to satisfy my wife and I don't go round sticking it in other women.
So who lied to them and said I have a small penis?
Even if I did have a small penis, how likely would it be that I buy some crap over the Internet and get ripped off on my credit card? I'd be just as stupid to attach a brick to my donger with a rope and hope it grows that way. It would probably be easier to stop snorting cocaine.
Surely the potential market of sexually active men with small penises and even smaller brains is so small it doesn't make it worthwhile sending out this crap? Why the hell do they do it? Is it some amazing scheme to take over the Internet and these spam emails are a ruze?
The fact that they do it means they make money out of it.
They automatically send out millions of these every day without anyone doing anything. It costs them almost nothing to do it because their computer program does it for them.
If one person in a thousand responds, then from a million spams they get 1000 returns, and make a fortune! So they continue.
Phone selling is the same.
Do you think some guy in india sits there dialing all those numbers during the day when most of them aren't even home??
The fact is, they are dialed by a computer which just goes through the telephone directory list (which they buy) and dials every number in it.
If some one answers, the call is then passed on to a real person, if there is one free.
If there is not a real person free then after you answer and sit there saying "hello, .... hello,... hello,... " like a bloody parot for 10 seconds, the autodialler just hangs up on you. Great! Just what we need when we are busy, or grubby, or in the shower, or on the can,. or,...
So I always tell them just how much I appreciate their personal attention by giving them a piece of my mind. And it's not the nice piece. I save that for people I like.