I got an email a few days ago with the subject line “This is not spam.” Naturally, I assumed that it was spam. I let it sit in my inbox over the weekend, and in the midst of my weekly Sunday-morning ritual of trying to catch up on a bazillion things before the week begins, I discovered that it was not, in fact, spam. Magritte would be proud.
You’ll note that the reason I never seem to catch up is because I waste time awkwardly photoshopping dead artists into bad jokes about email.