Spam, spam, and more spam

I hate spam. I'm tired of solicitations for penis enlargement and teen whores. When checking my e-mail this morning, I was reminded of my fear of sending e-mail.

A while back, Summer played a trick on me that has instilled a fear I can't shake. I was handling publicity for some really conservative client and I had just sent out a ton of press releases to all the media and the client's database which included political people and the key players in the company (It's hard enough for me to work with people like this).

About an hour after I sent everything out, the owner of this major company called me to tell me I should "really watch what I send out." I had no idea what he was talking about until I looked at the e-mail which showed my sender's name as "cuntrag."

I was hysterical thinking someone had messed with me so I called Andy to solve the problem fast. After a lot of investigation on Andy's part who assumed some virus must have invaded my e-mail program, I was crying to Summer who looked at me with this horrified face telling me, "Oh My God, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" and I'm like, "What have you done?" She tells me she thought it would be funny to change my e-mail name to "Cuntrag." She only planned on keeping it that way for a few hours but forgot to change it back (the kid's got a weird sense of humor).

The funny thing is, that morning I had received all this spam from porn sites and I was really pissed off so I replied to one titled, "Teen Sluts Doing Farm Animals," telling them something like, "How dare you send me this shit- I'm really offended, take me off your list." I'm sure they took it real serious, coming from Cuntrag.