Dear Kid,
Ugh.
I hate spam. I can’t understand why people think it will work. Like many people, I spend time each day hitting delete, delete, delete.
But last night something even worse happened.
A friend from several years ago sent a friend request on Facebook. Of course, I accepted.
Dear Spammers: Go. Away.
And within a few minutes I got a message from her. Of course, I responded. And then got a weird message from her. You know, one of those messages that just somehow feels “off” and raises the warning bells. She was telling me about a wonderful grant she’d gotten from the United Nations. What? She’s an interior designer.
So I asked if she remembered how we met. She said, “Yes, I do.”
Call me Suspicious, but that didn’t actually convince me. I typed, “Can you remind me?”
The typist couldn’t.
I reported the conversation, blocked the person, and felt bad about the world in general.
Who Does That? Who goes on line with this lovely woman’s name and photo in order to tell me that “she” got $85K from some UN program?
I can’t even tell my friend because she’s clearly been hijacked.
Ugh. I just feel slimed.
Is it possible to take a social media shower to wash the spam off?
Recent Comments