I have a number of email accounts, personal and professional, and they all get clogged with garbage. But some of the emails get my goat more than others....
This one hacks me off every single month: I have a DirecTV dish and a ginormous AT&T bill each month that goes along with it. Which I have faithfully, if never cheerfully, paid when due.
This never stops AT&T though. It insists on treating me as if I were a habitual deadbeat. From today's email:
For the record (although, as a long-time solo practicing lawyer I know this is one of the oldest lies in the history of commerce) my check to AT&T is in the mail.
And was, moreover, before I got this insulting notice.
I can't imagine ever sending such a notice to a client, huffing about payment on a bill not yet due!
Didn't we used to have antitrust laws in this country? AT&T was broken up during my lifetime -- how was it allowed to recombine, like a Ray Harryhausen skeleton in Jason and the Argonauts, only bigger and more evil?
Slightly less aggravating was the email I received from an auto dealer. (A couple of years ago, I was compelled to buy a new van to replace our old one. Indeed, it was at the repair shop referred to in the linked post, on a subsequent visit, that the repair technician came, someberly, into the waiting room -- I think he was clutching his hat with both hands in front of him, eyes downcast -- to tell me, "You know, Curmudgeon, we all have to go some time....")
Anyway, the dealer (separate and distinct from the repair shop) showers me with emails, touting new models or service on my van. I don't answer them. And I don't feel bad in not answering them.
It's not like they're paying for postage.
But the dealer, apparently, is becoming slightly peeved, as this excerpt from the dealer's most recent email would indicate (edited to remove identifying details):
I have attempted to reach you, but I've had no success.
Either you have been eaten by alligators or you are just plain swamped. If you have been eaten by alligators... my deepest sympathy goes out to your family members. If you are still alive, one of the following is more likely to have happened. I hate to keep pestering you, but I do want to express my desire to work with you.
Please pick one response, email or phone (773) xxx-xxxx letting me know what our next step should be:
1. Yes!, I have been eaten by alligators. Please send flowers.Please be as open as possible. Thanks for your response.
2. No, I have not been eaten by alligators but you may wish I had been because I have decided I have no interest in your service. Sorry, you are sunk (Thanks for your frank honesty, I can handle it.)
3. Yes, I have some interest, but here are my challenges:..............
4. Yes, I have some interest. Let’s talk and get together on:...........
Doesn't that seem a tad peevish to you?
I have not, and will not, respond to this email, although the temptation to choose option 1 is pretty strong.
But I, of all people, should be sympathetic when an attempt at humor falls flat.
Least aggravating, for purposes of this review, but still, in my opinion, a nusiance, is this reminder from Walgreen's:
Yes, I am cheap. (I prefer to say frugal, but I won't argue with cheap.)
But would I really venture out unnecessarily in the midst of a record COVID-19 surge just for the sake of 83 cents?
I'll have to get back to you on this... I'm still thinking it over.
Meanwhile, have a safe and healthy New Year's holiday.