Showing posts with label Spam. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spam. Show all posts

Sunday, January 6, 2013

The Internet data miners know that I job hunt

This was in my spam folder:


Wednesday, July 14, 2010

A rose price by any other name

Spammers—what a clever lot. Their software developers and programmers continue to figure out ways to penetrate our email defenses. To wit:

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Variation on a Theme

Do spammers actually believe that the software program used to generate their messages can do an end run around spam filters?

I have received, in my spam folder, scores of various misspelling of "I am looking for a date." I'm not good at math, but those letters surely must contain scores of additional possible rearrangements. So I expect them to continue for some time.

My favorite, thus far: "I am loobaking for a date."

You know the old saw, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. But "baking in the loo"? That's a fail.

Friday, May 21, 2010

Mother Russia would not be amused.

One of her girls, presumably via a Russian dating spam site, emailed the following to me: "I am lobokibng faor a date."

Good luck and do svidanya, Svetlana.

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

A spammer who is particularly spelling challenged

These five consecutive subject lines represent an embarrassment of typographical riches that arrived this a.m. in my spam folder:

univesitby dipaloma
ubaanivesity diploma
univesitay diploma
univesitby bdiploma
univesiaty daiploma