Dear Chain Letter

Until now, I am still intrigued by your persistence to pop in my mailbox, though sometimes, I labeled you as spam when my email filter failed to do so. I know I would oftentimes leave you unopened to carry dust in my mailbox since majority of my limited time is devoted to deleting most of the mails containing the same small amount of meat at the end of the long list of CC’s and email addresses of the former recipients. In one way or another, too, I got a chance to accidentally click on your link, and viola, out of curiosity, my eyes wander to read through succeeding contents. I admit I am easily entertained by some shallow random whatnots, but when I got the chance to see the clock, I realized how much time I spent before hitting off to bed.

At first, you were okey. But then at some point, your thoughtfulness has got me irritated. I think you are a god born when the letter and writing were first conceptualized. You got so many messengers of the good news (and the bad influence, too) you manifest. Ahm no, you’re not a god, I now realize, but rather a virus that is easily spread without human contact.

I have a favor: Pls. do not include my email address in your chain letters. Or if you insist, just put me on BCC. I just don’t want my address being circulated around the net until a spammer catches me.

Lastly, sorry for this email I am sending you. This is also a chain letter.

Love lots,

Heyru