It was on a listing we had placed for a DVD set of season 2 of ER, the medical drama that was so popular a while back. We had it listed at $9.95, with around ten buck shipping. After reading the email, I checked on it. There were several other season 2's on sale, and at least 2 of them being bid on at a higher price than ours.
I checked my listing for errors....spelling...context....had I accidently put in a link to some porn somewhere....I was really confused.
I can see from your blank expression that you don't understand...Ok, here's the email:
You might have to click on the to get a good look at it, but it's only one sentance.
It says simply 'what is wrong with you.'
I've thought long and hard, and I'm still at a loss.
Not that I don't know what's wrong with me....I've known that list for a long time...no, more puzzled at what prompted the question, what this person was thinking.
I mean, I really don't know.
I thought of prefacing my answer with 'Well, my therapist says,' and then just going on some rambling diatribe, explaining to this total stranger the nature of my psychosis....a total fiction, of course.
Or perhaps something more concise: I wet the bed. (also a fiction thankyouverymuch)
In the end, however, I did the same thing I do with every rude, stupid, misspelled, non-grammatically structured email I've gotten at work: I printed out a copy, put it in the 'failmail' folder, and came here to bitch about it.
Tomorrow: The mystery of the expoding commode...
Buenos con queso,
T.
2 comments:
I think you need to do a post on exactly what is wrong with you. I am sure many of us have a pretty good idea, but we want to hear it from the horse's mouth. So to speak.
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Funny Blissful!
I don't know what kinda limits "Blogger" puts on Blog posts, but I bet if TJ took the time off work to complete such a list, it would exceed the limits of any single Blogger Post to date !
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