Junk Mail

I'm annoyed by getting the mail.  So usually I don't bother.  And here's another reason why...

I open the mailbox.  There's only one piece of mail in there.  Addressed to me.  Not the hubby or our household.  Directly to me.  Only me.  And it's for a weight loss clinic!

Wow.  You b*!@#!!!!!  So now the mail is calling me fat!  No wonder people develop eating disorders.