Ho for the Holidays
Ah, Christmas cards....
...The joy of a handwritten envelope heralding news from far-flung friends of days gone by...
It's so nice to hear from those dear to us, but it's queer and creepy to hear from those you don't know and can't recall.
This year I received a bland but lovely card from someone claiming to be an alumnus of my grad school. The sentiment was generic enough to be friendly without saying anything. His name didn't ring a bell. The address was a city not far from the university, but I've never known anyone who lived there. There was a small sticker in the lower left corner with an email address and cell phone, so I decided to see if Google might clear away some cobwebs and refresh my memory.
No such luck, but I did find out that in August of this year, the author of my Christmas card was driving down I-95 and wookin pa' nub in the form of some gay trucker action. The next result was a listing for a male escort service, and included a picture. I'm generally pretty good with people... if not names, then at least faces and I swear, I've never seen this guy before in my life.
Looking at the strange web-ephemera, it occured to me that this poor guy is actually the victim of some sort of identity theft... but if that's the case, why is he sending me Christmas cards?
Am I Scrooge here or is this the next Nigerian money order scam or something?
I don't get it... what's the angle?
I get Christmas cards from my dentist and from a local realtor that I know. Is this guy just trying to drum up business? Potential clients and gay truckers? And if so, how did I get on his list when I haven't lived in his area for over 9 years, and haved moved at least 4 times since then. *shudder*
...The joy of a handwritten envelope heralding news from far-flung friends of days gone by...
It's so nice to hear from those dear to us, but it's queer and creepy to hear from those you don't know and can't recall.
This year I received a bland but lovely card from someone claiming to be an alumnus of my grad school. The sentiment was generic enough to be friendly without saying anything. His name didn't ring a bell. The address was a city not far from the university, but I've never known anyone who lived there. There was a small sticker in the lower left corner with an email address and cell phone, so I decided to see if Google might clear away some cobwebs and refresh my memory.
No such luck, but I did find out that in August of this year, the author of my Christmas card was driving down I-95 and wookin pa' nub in the form of some gay trucker action. The next result was a listing for a male escort service, and included a picture. I'm generally pretty good with people... if not names, then at least faces and I swear, I've never seen this guy before in my life.
Looking at the strange web-ephemera, it occured to me that this poor guy is actually the victim of some sort of identity theft... but if that's the case, why is he sending me Christmas cards?
Am I Scrooge here or is this the next Nigerian money order scam or something?
I don't get it... what's the angle?
I get Christmas cards from my dentist and from a local realtor that I know. Is this guy just trying to drum up business? Potential clients and gay truckers? And if so, how did I get on his list when I haven't lived in his area for over 9 years, and haved moved at least 4 times since then. *shudder*
Labels: alumnus, christmas spirit, escort, random, trucker
posted by Master Dater @ 5:56 PM
1 Comments:
At 12:35 AM,
Anonymous said…
Hey MD,
Christmas cards- this is a big thing for me. I have been planning to do them for so many years but i always never get around to doing them and always can't afford the posting fees haha. I have never gotten over giving them out to my, friends at primary school and them not giving me one- not being on their special friends list worthy to recieve one of their limited Christmas cards! nah just kidding. My Mum always sends so many out and writes so detailed messages to each person in them. She really gets a kick out of hearing back from them aswell. Maybe my Mum's era though a mroe sued to letters and don't relise that emails are so effective these days haha.
This is a little scary though recieving cards from stalkers- oh well adds to the great stories aroudn the Christmas dinner table :-)
Regards A
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