Groupon offers for Charlotte… parking tickets and overdue book notices from merry old England… divorce settlement papers from Montana… updates on the latest second grade happenings from a teacher in Shreveport…
These are among the multitude of emails intended for a slew of different Munsons whose first names begin with T that I receive on the reg.
The worst offender is a gal named Tracy. Don’t know her. Not related to her. Yet somehow, I get a lot of email intended for her.
Today she/me signed us up for Pinterest and within a matter of minutes notifications were blowing up my in-box. After a little internal debate, my inner 15-year-old won the argument and in one hot minute I became Tracy Munson without all the hassle of going to Thailand for a back alley gender reassignment surgery.
We’ll see how long it is before anyone notices…
