So much for the afterglow from my mini-vacation. It was gone before morning, when I dragged myself up out of bed with the utmost difficulty and was fortunate to make it in on time. Walking through the department, I immediately felt a wave of dismay that prompted me to ask myself, What am I doing here? Still, it didn't seem that any crises had gathered over the weekend. I caught up with a few colleagues and then set to work. A co-worker came to tell me that he's still getting items routed to him which should be coming to me instead. No problem, I told him, I'll go ahead and e-mail her.
And that's when my morning went to hell.
Of course I'd logged into my work e-mail first thing, but I'd been busy with other tasks (such as searching the basement for a volume which turned out not to exist), so I hadn't looked at it yet. Funny, why is it taking so long to download my e-mail? Over a half-hour later I had my answer: roughly 5,800 spam e-mail from predominately Russian addresses.
I'm not stranger to spam, of course. I'm not even a stranger to this particular type of spam (i.e. bogus "Mail Undeliverable" messages). But it's never been this heavy before. The spammers just went berserker in the wee hours of Sunday morning; at the height of the onslaught, I was receiving over 20 a minute for a period of hours. You'd think that one of the sophisticated anti-spam programmes we have here might've noticed there was something fishy about thousands of messages arriving within such a narrow window and, I dunno, flag the account or something? Course not. I did, however, find several unhelpful warnings about exceeding my 50 MB quota on the server. Thanks for nothing, IT!
But what really makes my day is that I'm working with the most blithering idiot mail programme on the market, Eudora. A substantial percentage of the spam e-mails had something in them (an invalid file reference, apparently) that caused an error message to pop up. Every single time. So I had to hit the "return" key more or less continuously for a half-hour (it helped reduce the pain to put on earphones and do it in time to the beat of my favourite songs) just to allow the programme to download mail that I'm only going to have to delete anyway. There's no shortcut for doing this either, of course; I've been working in from both ends, but I've still got the hours between 3 and 8:30 a.m. to clean out.
Given all this, it seems almost petty to complain about the next bit, but I will anyway. Among the theoretical non-spam were several messages from the realtor we're not interviewing until tomorrow. She took the highly-specific criteria we gave her by e-mail, plugged a few parametres into some programme, and then basically sent us everything it spit out--including crap we'd never consider in a million years. Silly me! I thought one of the things you were getting when you hired a realtor is someone who took care of the tedious shit so you could concentrate on the nerve-wracking decision-making. Did I just get lucky with the first buyer agent I chose?
My biggest concern about her is that she doesn't know our area even as well as we do, and this untargeted approach is doing zero to convince me otherwise. Anyone have a recommendation for a good realtor in Edgewater/Uptown?
And that's when my morning went to hell.
Of course I'd logged into my work e-mail first thing, but I'd been busy with other tasks (such as searching the basement for a volume which turned out not to exist), so I hadn't looked at it yet. Funny, why is it taking so long to download my e-mail? Over a half-hour later I had my answer: roughly 5,800 spam e-mail from predominately Russian addresses.
I'm not stranger to spam, of course. I'm not even a stranger to this particular type of spam (i.e. bogus "Mail Undeliverable" messages). But it's never been this heavy before. The spammers just went berserker in the wee hours of Sunday morning; at the height of the onslaught, I was receiving over 20 a minute for a period of hours. You'd think that one of the sophisticated anti-spam programmes we have here might've noticed there was something fishy about thousands of messages arriving within such a narrow window and, I dunno, flag the account or something? Course not. I did, however, find several unhelpful warnings about exceeding my 50 MB quota on the server. Thanks for nothing, IT!
But what really makes my day is that I'm working with the most blithering idiot mail programme on the market, Eudora. A substantial percentage of the spam e-mails had something in them (an invalid file reference, apparently) that caused an error message to pop up. Every single time. So I had to hit the "return" key more or less continuously for a half-hour (it helped reduce the pain to put on earphones and do it in time to the beat of my favourite songs) just to allow the programme to download mail that I'm only going to have to delete anyway. There's no shortcut for doing this either, of course; I've been working in from both ends, but I've still got the hours between 3 and 8:30 a.m. to clean out.
Given all this, it seems almost petty to complain about the next bit, but I will anyway. Among the theoretical non-spam were several messages from the realtor we're not interviewing until tomorrow. She took the highly-specific criteria we gave her by e-mail, plugged a few parametres into some programme, and then basically sent us everything it spit out--including crap we'd never consider in a million years. Silly me! I thought one of the things you were getting when you hired a realtor is someone who took care of the tedious shit so you could concentrate on the nerve-wracking decision-making. Did I just get lucky with the first buyer agent I chose?
My biggest concern about her is that she doesn't know our area even as well as we do, and this untargeted approach is doing zero to convince me otherwise. Anyone have a recommendation for a good realtor in Edgewater/Uptown?
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Fortunately, the original emails appared to have come from upstate New York, somewhere I had never been online from, so at least it was easily proven not have originated from me. A few years later, I heard about a notorious international spammer from upsate New York going to jail, and I hoped it was the same person.
I have had a similar bounceback flood hit me a few months back, and this time I knew what it was, so it was merely a mild annoyance.
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Outlook on Vista is still better than where you're at now.
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Her name is Ivah Urbanski. Her company used to have an office in Andersonville; it since closed and she works from another office now, but she still deals with property up here. She's lived in this area for years, so she really knows her stuff.
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