Spam thinks I’m fancy
I got some targeted spam today. I should share it with my boss; it sounds like I need a raise.
“If you are like most campus IT executives, the next several days will place significant pressure on your support operations.”
Lah-dee-dah! I’m an IT executive! And to think, I don’t even have an office.
Huh. Spam thinks I have a small, flaccid penis and am dating a potentially dangerous person. I can’t figure how any of this could translate to a raise, but Leah probably could.
In other news, sky still blue, sun reported to be quite warm and Richard Nixon is still dead.
Film at 11.