I just got one of those privacy notices from some foundation in another state that I am certain I have nothing to do with. They have the right mailing address with incomplete information on it, but it got to me anyway. All legitamite contacts would have correct info on them.
So I’m scratching my head at the PO Box return address in New York and the return mail address in Texas, and staring at the information they want me to include on the form — my name, address AND social security number? — and decide that I don’t care to tell them how to use my information if they can’t explain to me adequately who they are, how much they know about me, HOW they know about me, and why I should acknowledge to them that I exist. These privacy notices supposedly determine how they use my information. Well, I don’t know what they know. I’m not giving them something they may not know.
There is no phone number on this. I remain dubious. I do not like this, Sam I am, I would not like to be part of a scam. I would not like it in a box, I would not like it wearing socks. I do not like your little scam, Sam.
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