C'mon, Census Bureau... you know I don't recycle!
Wow. The way my mailbox keeps getting loaded up, I was thinking maybe it was my birthday. But, no, it is just the Census sending me all this junk just to ask me my race 3 different ways. (For this blog post, Hispanic origins are not races).
They can send me all the shit they want, and ask me in 7 different languages, but they aren't getting my phone number.
UPDATE (3/22/10): I just received another piece of trash I don't intend to recycle! A piece of mail (postcard) reminding me that Census 2010 keeps sending me mail. Fantastic.
UPDATE (3/22/10): I just received another piece of trash I don't intend to recycle! A piece of mail (postcard) reminding me that Census 2010 keeps sending me mail. Fantastic.
