I have been a long time hater of Spam, since it was that mystery meat that came in the blue can. You see I volunteered one summer at my high school (back in the Stone Age) in a project called Project Hands. It was a camp for deaf kids (way back then I could sign) and therefore underfunded. We had Spam almost every day for lunch. Eventually we got to the point of making up a Dr Seuss-esque rhyme to amuse ourselves (That Spam in can, That Spam in can. I do not like that Spam in can).
What is Spam exactly? I am told it is spiced ham. Spiced ham? I want to know exactly which spice this is to keep it out of the rest of my food.
That being said, the mail variety of Spam has never bothered me too much. It’s too easy to click the delete button. But what’s with this new spate of spam that’s subject line is completely made up of Chinese or Japanese kanji? How am I supposed to know if it’s coming from the Australian Lottery or Mrs Ubinga, the wife of the deposed leader of Upper Volta, or wherever, if it isn’t writen in English? At least those emails amuse me and I open them once in a while. Does anyone really think I’m going to open stuff I can’t understand? I just can’t see the logic of it.
Anyway, I’ve procrastinated enough for today. Back to work.
My spam has been arriving in German, lately. But it’s sandwiched between those clever ads that guarantee turning your trouser snake into an anaconda…
LOL!
Paz
I’ve never liked spam either…lol Who has the time to send out the spam…what’s the purpose??? I’ve never figured it out.
Ladies,
I tell you, I don’t know. Some folks really must not have anything better to do. Here’s hoping your spam folders are empty. LOL
All the best,
Dee