What My Spam Folder Says About Me

Inspired by this post on The Hairpin, I bring to you a glimpse into the past 30 days of my personal spam folder.

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According to what’s currently in my spam folder,

I want a new credit card. Preferably one sponsored by Magic Johnson.
I want to enroll in an(other) online university.
I want to earn a nursing degree.
I like to shop for clothes.
I am a student who needs to build credit and win shady $10,000 scholarships.
I need LASIK surgery.
I am single and ready to mingle.
I’m looking for single seniors to mingle with.
I won a Subway gift card.
I can eat my way to a flat stomach.
I should really book an Alaskan cruise. Like, TODAY.
I should jump at the opportunity to get something I’ve always wanted, like a free visitor’s pass to Direct Buy, new brand name tires, or….a keychain breathalyzer.

And that’s not even an exhaustive list. Not only does this give you an idea of current “direct marketing” campaigns, it also goes to show you how spammers do not discriminate. In their eyes, you are an Everyman/woman, interested in anything and everything.

As of right now (April 21st, 2013), my spam folder contains 121 spam e-mails from the past month that never made it to my inbox. (Thank you, spam filter!) That means that over the course of this blog, my personal e-mail account has caught over 200 spam e-mails and prevented them from landing in my inbox. That is pretty amazing.

So what does your spam folder say about you? Are you also in the market for a keychain breathalyzer? Maybe we could bring them with us on that Alaskan cruise I’m booking.

One thought on “What My Spam Folder Says About Me

  1. LOL. I don’t even keep my spam around. I get my mail on my phone – and I have an Insta-delete trigger finger going on. I will say that I regret making a purchase from one or two stores just due to the SHEER AMOUNT of emails they send me. EVERY DAY. I should really get around to unsubscribing I guess, but they might give me information about a legitimate deal!

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