Targetted mailshots?

[Hyacinth]

Well, today's mail was only one letter, so I read it avidly while eating my breakfast chuckie egg'n'soldiers...

Came from my Drs surgery and they'd got my full name (all three improbable first names, my NHS number, and evrythink..)

And so I read on...

first 3 paras were blurb about a new free service offered to peeps who'd like to lose weight....4th para got to the nitty-gritty..

"We find that this service may benefit you"....

but please, Doctor, please Nursey-miss, I weigh 8.5stone at my heaviest (winter), dropping to 'bout 8.2-3stone in the summer and wear a size 10 and that's been on your records during my bi-annual MOT for yonks?

Oh! I know what it is!! Them bleedin' CCTV cameras, is wot....I forgot to breathe in when I passed them & they've noticed my tummy bulge :o

;D

[Hyacinth]

[macmac]

'Think they should have sent it to me :(I've put on pounds of "winter weight" :-[

[Hyacinth]

'Think they should have sent it to me :(I've put on pounds of "winter weight" :-[

I'll pass it on, gladly....after all, we've already established that they don't know me from thee (or anyone else, for that matter) :P

NOW....what do you want - it's a free 12-week subscription...Weight Watchers, Slimmers World, or Conlan?

Take your pick!

[PurpleHeather]

I call these  Doctor's Job Creation Schemes.

There are loads of tests I get mailed about from the NHS

Then there could be follow up tests at the hospital.

I am certain that some one gets to be cured before they get ill but it is the stress, waiting for results and referals, is the worry worth it?

If it aint broke don't fix it.

[Hyacinth]

Now me paranoia's really kicked in, I'm really being Got At, and just goes to show THEY REALLY DON'T KNOW ME ATORL :(

Today's mailshot....I can get some free sessions(!!!) at the local indoor swimming baths..

So do I reeeely look like the kind of woman who'd willingly, free or not, choose to immerse herself in a bath of kiddies wee and chemicals, oh! and return home with foot rot or sommat?

They'll be inviting me, who's never even run for a bus in her life (WHY? There'll be another along & if not, there are always taxis...) to take part in a bl**din half-marathon next for a Worthwhile Charity, or sommat....

PS....I'll write a cheque and walk to the postbox - no probs.

;D