05-08-01
I checked my email today to find the following message:
Congratulations!
You are a winner in The WB Everyday Giveaway for May 2, 2001! You have won:
1 Dexter Freebish CD
To collect your prize, you must be 13 years or older and a US resident. If you are 13 or older and living in the US, please e-mail us your name, address, and telephone number so we can send you your prize.
We must receive your response within 3 business days, otherwise your prize will be forfeited and an alternate winner will be chosen.
Again, congratulations! Don't forget to check the Everyday Giveaway daily and see what's up for grabs. Tell your friends that you REALLY can win at TheWB.com.
I replied to the email with the requested information, and went on the read the next message:
Congratulations!
You are a winner in The WB Everyday Giveaway for May 4, 2001! You have won:
1 Lil Bow Wow cd single
To collect your prize, you must be 13 years or older and a US resident. If you are 13 or older and living in the US, please e-mail us your name, address, and telephone number so we can send you your prize.
We must receive your response within 3 business days, otherwise your prize will be forfeited and an alternate winner will be chosen.
Again, congratulations! Don't forget to check the Everyday Giveaway daily and see what's up for grabs. Tell your friends that you REALLY can win at TheWB.com.
Sure, I can't win a phat ass prize like a set of Hard Candy cosmetics, or a Dawson's Creek backpack with a signed script inside(Dude, I would sooo totally sell that on Ebay), but I can win a CD by someone I've never heard of, and then two days later, win a CD single by some little kid that raps.
Man, that's just fucked up*.
And you know what? It just occurred to me that I never sent in that form to get the last lame prize I won online -- a free copy of The List Book from vh1.com.
*Almost as fucked up as the fact that I spent two hours last night composing a truly excellent entry for today, carefully thought out, worded and researched, only to have my computer crash before I could put it up online**.
**You'd think at some point I would learn to save things before the computer has a chance to send them reeling into the ether of /dev/null.
