The greatest excuse of the early 21st Century is “No, I didn’t get your e-mail. My spam filter must have caught it.” This of course is actually code for “Actually, I wasn’t really interested in your Spiritual Spot of the Day” or “Stop sending me those urgent notes about termites in the mulch.”
Really. I don’t have time to read your stuff. I haven’t felt comfortable sharing this until recently, but lately I’ve been busy helping the son of the deposed King of Nigeria with his banking. He wants to invest in Project Porchlight!
