Upon arriving home from work the other day I pulled up in front of my mail box to retrieve my, well uh, mail. I expected at least a bill or three, perhaps a Value-Pack envelope filled with coupons of which I might save a few and never redeem, and the new catalog from the local park district outlining the classes I will be too lazy to sign up for.
I got the bills, no coupons and no catalog. I did, however, open this chain letter:
What the (insert explicative here)?
I have, in the past, actually complied with some of these letters. The past being like…an ice age ago. Now, no one responds to this crap, including me, so why would I participate? I could scratch off this lottery ticket, not win, and send ‘copies’ of said letter (Note picture above; it’s been copied to the point of gibberish) to whatever unsuspecting fools I came up with from my Rolodex. I would then have to spend ‘my’ money on scratch offs to send to others that won’t participate. My recipients would either call me thanking me for the windfall from said ticket or to tell me I am now officially off their Christmas card list (hey, it might be worth it for that).
Though these damn ‘chain gangs’ aren’t infringing on the Pony Express as much as they used to; they have wreaked havoc on the internet. I can’t tell you how many emails I get with wording like, ‘Pass this on to five friends and see what happens!’ Yeah, uh, nothing happens…other than you’ve pissed five people off.
And apparently this chain flu has also infected YouTube:
Now I have the option of sending the scratch off ticket I received back to the person that sent it to me within six days (which in real time equates to two months) so she could send it to someone else. I also have the option of scratching said ticket. I could then purchase just one ticket and send it to the person that sent this to me and she would be none the wiser if I didn’t send it out to anyone else. Of course if I scratched it and won $1,000.00 I might feel obliged to dole out another six bucks.
Hmm, what to do. Bet you’re all wondering what I did end up doing.
Yeah, nothin’. I guess I should probably spend a buck on a ticket, swipe an envelope from work and run it through the postage machine and be done with it…or plead the fifth if confronted by said chain gang.
What would you do?