11 Newsletters Your Co-Worker Will LOVE Being Signed Up For

My co-worker seemed like he needed a little bit of spice in his life, so I helped him the only way I know how: by signing him up for informative and intriguing email newsletters.

I decided to start big.

Via bopcha.com

Everyone knows about poultry, but do we REALLY know about poultry?

Poultry Pages was a tough act to follow.

Via crosswalk.com

I thought I'd throw in some religious garbage for flair. Too many to pick from, I went with my gut: Evangelism Weekly seemed a suitable choice.

Inspiration struck in the unlikeliest of places.

Via mewsletter.com

Immediately, my phone rang. It was my co-worker.

"Did you sign me up for a newsletter?"

"No."

"'Thank you for signing up for Mewsletter.' This is definitely something you would do."

I played it cool. I was in it for the long con.

My co-worker started to wonder.

This was becoming bigger than all of us.

I needed a red herring.

Via westsuburbandog.com

As word spread 'round the humble office, I had to throw my co-worker off my trail.

I then remembered that he's a dog person. Of course! He loves dogs. I should have known; we've bonded many times over our mutual love of dogs. I decided to make amends by signing him up for the West Suburban Dog newsletter.

I had to branch out. I couldn't keep doing animals. My instinct was to find an Insane Clown Posse newsletter but no such newsletter exists, for some mysterious reason. I also, tragically, couldn't find a newsletter for freegans. I was scrambling.

Then I struck gold.

Via paul.senate.gov

I felt dirty after visiting Rand Paul's site.

Via theluffafarm.com

So I metaphorically cleansed myself. By signing my co-worker up for a luffa farm's newsletter, as I figured he'd want to scrub himself clean too.

I couldn't stop.

Via flyfishinginsidernewsletter.com

Via goatmilkstuff.com

I was a woman possessed.

Via ghost-hunting.org

Not unlike the possessed women he will learn all about in the ghosthunting newsletter I signed him up for.

I was getting bored; disillusioned. How could I raise the stakes?

Via pastaforall.info

Not with pasta.

I had to think outside the box.

I made my own newsletter.

Via tinyletter.com

Via tinyletter.com

I WANTED to tell him the truth.

But I couldn't. My ego held me back.

And so we beat on.

Via wordpress.com

Boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past. Or something.