The plot. It thickens.
Awhile back I made mention of my poor gmail account and how I was getting emails intended for some chick in Vancouver. You recall this? Yes?
Anyway, now it appears as though I am actually receiving emails intended for two entirely different Claires. And if I wasn't feeling guilty before... woo boy. To top it off, Vancouver Claire (the other appears to be Amsterdam Claire) is submitting forms to credit card companies inquiring about her account and using my gmail address as the reply-to address.
'The hell's the etiquette on that? "Pardon me, but you seem to have emailed me confidential information regarding your credit card. Could you... not? Thanks!" Well that would only work if I knew her actual email address I suppose. So sort of a flawed plan anyway.
Off to make some credit card purchases...
Awhile back I made mention of my poor gmail account and how I was getting emails intended for some chick in Vancouver. You recall this? Yes?
Anyway, now it appears as though I am actually receiving emails intended for two entirely different Claires. And if I wasn't feeling guilty before... woo boy. To top it off, Vancouver Claire (the other appears to be Amsterdam Claire) is submitting forms to credit card companies inquiring about her account and using my gmail address as the reply-to address.
'The hell's the etiquette on that? "Pardon me, but you seem to have emailed me confidential information regarding your credit card. Could you... not? Thanks!" Well that would only work if I knew her actual email address I suppose. So sort of a flawed plan anyway.
Off to make some credit card purchases...



4 Comments:
HA! Good luck making a purchase with THAT credit card info...I can't even get a Shoppers Drug Mart Optimum Visa. I'm loving this...Now all we need is to get Amsterdam Claire and that folk-singing Claire together and the solar systems will have aligned for the first time in a millennia. At that point our joined superpowers may or may not rule the universe. What would your superpower be? We could make some up for the pot-smoker and the folk singer.
-some chick in Vancouver
Heh. You found me. This is fun, isn't it? It's got the makings for a Planet Claire Summit.
Hm. Superpower... superpower... I'll have to think about that one. The ability to "Design Tall Brochures in a Single Bound!"?
Yeah, I'll work on it.
But I definitely think we could make a formidable team of Super Claires. We've already got a planet, music, medical aid, clothing, graphic design and... weed? Add in someone with culinary skills and we've got us a hootenanny.
If I didn't know any better I'd swear I have a multiple personality disorder and write this blog at 4am and have no recollection of it when I wake up. I have two cats, although I believe Norman may be a gargoyle, but I have not done enough research yet (although I also have a gargoyle). I am OBSESSED (in a healthy way) with Dr.Who, Queer Eye, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, and The Oregon Trail. I'll have to check out Keen Eddie, and I shall trade with you the best kept secret of Vancouver, Canada...Battlestar Gallactica. Don't scoff, you can rent the first 4 seasons on DVD and you will love it.
So What the Deal Is, is that because when I signed up for google mail, like 3 years ago, planetclaire was already taken, and I have been so attached to the name that I sacrificed the 'e' at the end. Now, because my NAME has an 'e' on the end, people are obviously f*ing it up, even though I can't tell you the amount of times I've said, "yes, there's an 'e' on the end of my name, but no 'e' in the email address"....
Hmm..do people ever tell you you look like Molly Ringwald? I get it all the time, and I swear it's just because she plays a Claire in the Breakfast Club, because I hope to god there is no resemblance. Claire's a fat name, anyway.
In an incredibly ironic twist, the Amsterdam Planet Claire added an extra "e" when she signed up for her email address.
So I'm like the Happy Medium. Just less cheerful than the Madeleine L'Engle version.
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