E-mail annoys me to no end.
Saturday, December 8th, 2007Just to hit a couple of quick things that piss me off on a regular basis about having e-mail.
1) Legalese at the bottom of e-mails. I know I’ve bitched about this one before, but I feel the need to emphasize how much I hate people who e-mail from corporate accounts which are signed with that standard disclaimer about how the information inside is confidential and if I receive it in error I’m obligated to print off a copy and swallow it for legal reasons. Sure, they do it to cover their asses, but it just makes me give a reflex action FUCK OFF and FUCK YOU AND THE HORSE YOU RODE IN ON because I have to deal with enough junk clogging my inbox as it is without having to deal with a guilt trip from a form letter for reading an e-mail that I didn’t want to get in the first place.
2) My second “Fuck off and die” today goes to automated confirmation e-mails sent to the wrong address, ie, MINE. Why do I hate them? Because inevitably they are signed with an impersonal “Do not reply to this address, this is an automated system” type of warning, which means that if I want to prevent myself from getting put on the mailing list of whatever two-bit airline rewards program or church mailing list that accidentally receives my e-mail address for someone else named “S. Keith” who happened to type their e-mail wrong, I have to go to the trouble of looking up their website and finding contact info and trying to determine what the right e-mail address is supposed to be. And really, since it’s not my fault nor responsibility, I think Gmail should just put a “Shove it up your ass” button on the interface along with “Reply” and “Forward”, to respond to those automated e-mails in the most suitable way and express how much I enjoy having my time wasted like that. The most annoying case of this was when some shithead stole my identity on XBox Live and used my e-mail address AND name (as a note, I don’t play online games because I don’t get along well with others, so if you ever see “me” online playing something it’s an imposter) and I had to endure endless confirmation e-mails from Microsoft with no way to reply to them or log into XBox Live to at least hijack the jerk’s password and steal my name back. I do know that whoever is doing it uses an American Express Gold card to do so, so he’d better hope that it never sends an e-mail with his credit card number in it, because Amex will quickly get a call from me about fraud and identity theft charges.
OK, I feel better now. Carry on with your lives again.



