by Roger Pynn
I hate to have to check my spam filter. It way too often quarantines friends … sometimes even people who are replying to my emails or have had exchanges with me in the past. But, thankfully, it also prevents me from receiving such depressing things as a reminder from someone named Penelope to “protect family with burial insurance today.”
I wonder if she knows something I don’t.
Then there was the one reminding me of an open enrollment period for Medicare. I won’t be qualified for that until I reach my 65th birthday … if, in fact, there still is a Medicare program.
It makes me wonder just how many fools there are out there who actually open these blasted blast emails. I love my spam filter.
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