Tuesday, March 08, 2005
A couple of months ago I ordered a flashlight from a company that sells various sporting/camping/outdoors goods.
I received the flashlight and was happy. But, over the next few weeks I began to receive the most bizarre array of catalogues for products I really don't have much interest in.
For example, why would I need a welding helmet? Or farm machinery (just what are "disc harrows," anyway)? Or surplus Yugoslavian army AK-47 ammunition made in the 1970s?
Evidently the flashlight people sold my name and address to other companies.
Does this blog make me look fat?
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