Rant number 62
Mr Rafferty, this one is for you!
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In the modern world, most of us do not live in brand new houses - which means, quite simply that our addresses are not brand new either. Ipso facto your address has been used in the past - to accumulate a variety of someone else's flotsam and jetsam of mail.
And now they've gone, they have left it behind for you to enjoy.
Bastards!
Junk mail is an unavoidable part of the modern world. We've all got it one way or another. Sometimes its just addressed to 'the occupier'(who I would like to imagine is some kind of house midget who keeps stealing all of my socks,) which is just lazy and really annoying.
Sometimes its address to you - which is equally annoying (you'll have written your address in the wrong place - or not ticked the right place or just been caught out) and completely hateful. At least its for you though.
The worst of all however, comes addressed to someone you've never heard of (except on previous irritating pieces of junk mail) and will never meet. Its shit is what it is.
That they have probably moved with the explicit purpose of escaping their awful junk filled lives is no doubt lost on the bastards who just keep sending it in the vain hope that they may take them up on the offer of a shiny new credit card or hot tub.
Why can't they just stop sending it after a couple of months of realising that no-one is there. Half the time even putting 'not at address' and putting it back in the mailbox does nothing whatsoever to improve matters.
I really do hope that there is a particularly unpleasant corner of hell reserved for junk mail idiots.
I would also like to think that their punishment involved a large pile of junk mail, an industrial sized shredder, a junk mailers bottom and a forcing motion...
Rant over.
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