This afternoon, I received a spam right through my mail-to form on Pampered Puppy. It was from some cheezoid company (I love that word - I think it's my new word) who does "web design" and "search engine positioning" - you know the type, 5 pages for $500, all images from clipart CDs, and doorway pages and other underhanded techniques for search engine positioning.

I know this, because I checked out the URL from the spam. I had to know just how bad it was. And it was at least as bad as I expected.

Normally I delete and ignore such spam but I was SO mightily ticked that the idiots actually used my own web form to spam me, that I decided to write back.

1. To ask why the heck he was spamming me

2. To tell him that they really should a) take a look at the damned site they're spamming before they spam them and b) perhaps only approach sites for whom their design services would be a step up.

Oh, I enjoyed writing that.

Three minutes later a guy from the cheezoid company actually calls me (because, of course, I forgot to remove my office line number from my .sig before sending). He gets right to the point: "Let me ask you - if I could guarantee you a better looking web site and a top 10 position in the SEs, would you be interested in something like that?"

When I scraped my jaw off the floor at his sheer cojones, I asked him if he was kidding me.

He assured me he was not.

I asked him how many years of experience the company had in design and search engine marketing. He said two. Yes. Two. Sounded very proud, too.

I couldn't help myself, really. I laughed - really, full belly laughed at him - and said I could wipe the floor with his ass, and when he had eight years under his belt, then he could spam me again. Surprisingly, he didn't want to chat after that!

Too. Funny.

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