I own all the content and pictures on this site, except where noted. If you steal anything from me, and
especially if you do anything mean or inappropriate with them, I will find you. Then I'll sue you for
theft, slander, libel and any other law that applies. Then I'll ridicule you in humiliating ways
here and everywhere else I contribute to. If you fuck with me, I'll get get all Gladiator on your ass
and unleash hell. Think I'm kidding? So did my a couple of my exes, my old neighbors, as well as
some assholes who ripped me off on Ebay, and last I heard, they were all still trying to undo the
damage I caused.
An Open Letter to Everyone who Wants Me to Promote Their Product or Cause or Event
Hi. Yes, I got your email, and I feel like a really rude person for not getting back to you. Really, I feel guilty. So guilty that I'm writing this post. It's important to me that you know that I'm not the kind of person who ignores emails. That's just such a rude, thoughtless thing. I hate it when people do it to me (or disappear in the middle of an email conversation, or take forever to respond and then the response in some asinine piece of crap).
So really, I'm sorry. It's inexcusable.
Here's the thing, though: you're killing me. All of you. Currently, there are at least 30 different you's who contact me each and every day. Most of you (but not all of you) offer me something interesting to consider. Others - well, it's so obvious you don't even read my blog that I don't even bother past the first paragraph. I'm at a point, between personal emails and these pitches, where my life would be consumed by email if I didn't purposely limit the time I spend on it.
I wish I could accommodate you all. I wish I could give you some free PR, because as one whose day job is PR-related, I get it. But honestly? Ninety-five percent of the things you all want me to write about has nothing to do with me or my life. And this is my blog, where I get to indulge in all the navel-gazing I want. If I said yes to all of you, this blog would be nothing but one big shill for an infinite assortment of things that, again, have nothing to do with me.
For some perspective, I'd like to point out that I work full time and am in a job that has me busier than I've been in years. I barely have time to think, much less write, about myself. So your stuff - you know, I can't even get to it, even those that appeal to me. I'm also going through a lot of personal shit; and honestly, some of you who contact me are so friggin' oblivious to my shit (because you obviously don't read this blog, which, major no-no when you then want me to promote your stuff) that it borders on insulting.
I don't want to discourage you from contacting me, but I have to be upfront and honest. I feel like shit for ignoring you, and I apologize for it - but you're all coming at me from too many directions and none of it even has a place on my site.
I hope you understand. It's nothing personal. I'm flattered that you even reached out to me. If your stuff ever honestly appeals to me, I'll work it in. Otherwise, I'm sorry. But I just can't.
Jenny posted at 10/07/2008 4:35 PM
You are so friggin cute, I can't stand it. Oh and speaking of standing, I have this product that I would love for you to...