Someone sold me out.
I don’t know who it was, but someone out there who thinks they know me, who thinks they know what I want and need in my life, has sold my contact info to marketers who in turn have begun sending stuff to my home address. It’s so obvious that it was some internet store that sold my info and that these people don’t know the first thing about me that I can’t do anything but laugh when I receive their letters, postcards and pamphlets in the mail addressed to, “HoBiscuit & The Mighty Geek”.
Yeah, it really says that. I’m not kidding.
I mean, if an actual human being was double checking these mailings they might have realized that name was bogus and then they’d remove me from their mailing list because anyone with even a quarter of a brain would know better than to send their stuff to someone named The Mighty Geek. And HoBiscuit? Come on! What the heck were they thinking?
Stupid, stupid marketer. No cookie for you!
That would be Am*zon, would it not? Selling your marriage wish list –not the nicest thing to do.