I think I just won the office junk e-mail game. It’s sort of an unofficial contest to see whose account lets the most bizarre or outrageous krep through the filters. And no fishing through the “Junk” folder either, this has to make it past the filters and into the “In” box. All of us have been getting the standard inducements to enlarge, invigorate, enhance, firm up, and enrich various parts of the human anatomy, some of which don’t apply to us.
My boss and I have been getting additional blandishments, advising us that rates have never been lower and that now is the time to refinance properties at addresses that we no longer live at. WorkKevin hasn’t been getting these yet… Our theory is that he’s below their threshold age.
Today was something entirely new. I got something in Russian.
I have no idea what it says, but I love reading it.
A small confession here – back in the days when I wasn’t sharing a house or an apartment with anyone I used to watch TV much more than I presently do. One of my habits was to tune in one of the international channels on cable TV just for the background babble while I read or cooked or (more rarely) cleaned. I didn’t care that I didn’t understand the words, I just wanted some voices in the background that I didn’t need to concentrate on.
The thing was, every so often one or two English words would creep in and snag my attention. It’s the sort of thing that drives people like the linguistic purists at the Académie Française nuts. This Russian spam though, is of a different breed. It’s a complete mystery from beginning to end. The only English words are in the header. It’s like looking at a work of abstract art in electronic format…
Update: the e-mail, as requested…
I couldn’t get the Cyrillic to display as text, so it’s an image file…
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