You can only leave a post up spoofing someone else’s well thought out contest for so long. Particularly when the spoofee is not amused. Anytime it takes a while to write a humor post, I tend to want it to get increased exposure. So I leave it up an extra day. It doesn’t happen often, but Mr. Fab inspired me. Plus, with having company here and an actual job, things can be rather busy. This week has been something. I got into a war of words with a blogger from an extremely stupid site about a post that was misleading. And yes, I know I should just mind my own business. It wasn’t as though she was writing critiques of this Tape Radio site. And maybe I was pissed that her site had been up twelve hours and already had a better Technorati rating.
Of course I generally say I don’t care about that shit. If I get a few comments an enjoyed writing the post, I think that should be enough. But somehow you do scratch your head and wonder. How come how many links you have means success or failure? Or better yet, how should I answer this email I received today?
It said:
“Hello, it is Lena.
I find your email in internet and I wished to write to you.You do not know me… and I do not know you. But I trust in destiny and I hope that destiny give me a chance….I want to find a kind, honest and clever man. I want to start a relations with him, but here nobody in whom I am interesting…Maybe you do not want to talk with me… this is ok… But if your trust in destiny, I will waiting for your email.You may write me here: lenaathireadate777@gmail.comI hope, I can see your letter soon. Sincerely, Lena.”
So emailing the Budman is Lena’s destiny? She knows me, she says in her broken English. Not enough to know my name, but knows none the less. I’d love to meet the moron who responds to this shit. “This could be my true love. I am just $19,056 short of the $20,000 that it will cost me to help her immigrate here from what ever third world country from which she wants to escape.”
You got any money to lend him?
We will return with something equally stupid. You can count on it. span The WTIT Tape Radio Blog has more excitement in store. Join us next time. Same time. Same Blog. Happy Hump Day.
Bwahahahahahaha. I get these all the time too. Always some gal with that broken English looking for a good time. How they mistake me for a man is a mystery to me. Well, perhaps they don’t.
So you don’t want relations wth Lena? Bwahahahahahaha. Have a great day Bud. 🙂
Sandee-
I gave Lena ALL the consideration that she deserved!
Poor Lena. Wonder if she’s related to Lola?
Mims-
Must be. All stupid people are from Lola’s family in someway or another…
I don’t get technorati either… in fact I’ve given up trying to figure it out. Last week my ranking was 218. Today it’s 158. Did I miss something?
You almost had that contest up long enough for me to send a (tasteful) nude photo. Too bad for you and the blogosphere at large that you caved to pressure before I could transmit…
Dawn-
It really makes no sense.
Karen-
Oh well, maybe next time. 🙂
I’m shattered at the thought that there will be no contest 😦
Anndi-
There is still a contest. We’re a bit short still on contestants, but we’ve not given up…
I actually did the “unthinkable” last night and fired off a response to a similar stupid email like this telling whoever wrote it to kindly get a life and stop bugging decent hard-working people with their scams that we incredibly see-through. Well, I might not have worded it exactly that way but close!
While doing match.com, I got one from a woman whose profile said she lived in Dallas, TX..the grammar was horrible, but I figured…’hell she lives in Texas’…
Wrote her back…nope she lives somewhere in the Ukraine and when i told her I was not interested I received a diatribe telling me I was playing with her heart and how could i be so cruel…
ummm… PSYCHO-BITCH warning!
You truely gave “Lena” all the consideration she deserved! *grin*
Linda-
You can’t win with these scams.
Vinny-
I think most are foreign women seeking US residency. It is understandable but sad.
Sanni-
Yes I have…
A contest?
TB-
A contest.