Yes Aparna, There Is a Spam-ta Clause

This morning I had to take on a Gen-Y damage control shift because my mother (classy immigrant Baby Boomer that she is) accidentally joined a spammy social networking site via her email account, and it notified her entire contact list that they better be her friend or they would each hurt her feelings real bad :( (the social networking site included the frowny face; it was not my idea). So this message went out to all her esteemed colleagues who, for doctors, have surprisingly creative email addresses, i.e., Dr. Peter Fergenbottom is fergie4eva67wutwut@MDeez.com.

Anyway, despite the crippling restrictions of her Wahoo email account including no more than five emails allowed to be sent per hour (Gmail: SAY WHAT?!), we managed to navigate to social success and liberation for all. Not before she got a couple notifications from so-and-so doctor who accepted her friend request. Pahaahaahahaaaaa!

Now she wants me to help her cancel her account on this social networking site. Oh but why, mater, we were just starting to have a little fun...at least upload a profile pic first before you leave so soon.