Remember those pollsters I told never to call again? Never must be over. They called a few days ago and got the same answer. I filed a complaint afterward, in hopes that it will be a violation since I had told them not to call, and on the grounds that a “survey” that targets selected subjects so diligently should not be considered a legitimate survey.
That isn’t all. Any junk mailer sending me a postage-guaranteed return envelope gets it right back, stuffed with the ripped-up remnants of everything else they sent. The more junk they send me, the more I enjoy stuffing the envelope. After all, the Post Office can use their money. One outfit actually sent me a letter after a few such episodes, asking if I wanted to be removed from their mailing list. That one I didn’t tear up before returning. They haven’t bothered me since.
Grouchy geezerhood can be dangerously appealing. I’d better watch myself.