2001-01-27 - Afternoon
So my e-mail has been repeatedly down for long stretches during peak periods for the last three months. Finally my piece-of-shit ISP sends me (and all their other users, presumably) yet another pseudo-remorseful message about how they�re committed to bringing us the finest online service in the world and yadda yadda yadda but please be patient because the dog ate their new e-mail server and they have to wait for him to crap it back out again ... only this time, they enclosed a $5 Amazon.com gift certificate for our trouble.
Gee, thanks. That ought to almost cover Amazon�s overinflated shipping charges the next time I order a book from them. Which, if I have anything to say about it, is going to be, like, never.
Oddly enough, while untold numbers of e-mails from friends and coworkers have been getting lost wherever that happy place is that e-mails get lost in, all the messages offering me 50 BILLION E-MAIL ADDRESSES!!!!, A NEW WAY TO DOUBLE YOUR INCOME!!!!, and HOT TEENS READY 2 CUM 4 U!!!! seem to have no trouble at all getting through.
Welcome to the Internet. Please buy our shit and go away.
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