Am I prescient? I must be. This has happened so many times. I love it when something I’ve bitched about becomes a class action lawsuit. Because of my luck (or lack thereof) I have been in many!
This morning I got an email that informed me, essentially, I am already a winner!
There has been a settlement and Classmates.com has agreed to pay $2.5 million.
In 2008, San Diego man Anthony Michaels sued Classmates.com for using the names of his former classmates to mislead him into upgrading from a free membership to a paid one. Michaels claimed the site had sent him emails to alert him that his old peers were trying to contact him, and when he upgraded his membership and logged in, he learned that it was all a ruse.
As part of the settlement Classmates.com, of course, denies any wrongdoing. Duh. But we all know you’re a bunch of ass weasels.
At least I’ve got one thing in my favor. Unlike Anthony Michaels, I didn’t fall for their bullshit. You see, I already knew it was impossible anyone from high school would ever try to contact me, therefore the Classmates.com fishing expedition was exposed.
Nice try.
The only problem now is where do I go to cash my $2.5 million check? I’m thinking the 7-Eleven down the street.
Huh? My share of the settlement will be approx. $5 to $10? What the fuck?
I want to buy all of my reader a round! The drinks are on me! (As long as they cost two cents each.)
Shouts from the Abyss 
I joined Classmates in the hopes I might find one of the three people I recalled fondly from those days. None of them were on Classmates, so I instead found myself getting lots more spam for nothing.
When I got the hell out of high school after three years, I did so under the belief no classmate would ever recognize me in the future, nor I them. I was shocked when I got some ear repiercings and the guy doing them talked about how he always remembered me being with so and so by such and such place.
I was floored. It’s easily explained:
Fluke!
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Classmates.com makes encounters like that more likely and more frequent! So sign up today and enjoy! 🙂
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whoo, drinks, where? when? send me the place u want up to meet up on classmates.com
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Abyssia High School, class of ’42.
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HIgh school brings back memories of really bad kissers and one hunky football player. He was tall and lean and had the biggest softest lips…him I wouldn’t mind finding. 😉
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Sounds like a story that needs to be told. How come you get a hunky football player and I get a girl in a cowboy hat named Tex? Wanna swap?
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The only thing I like to swap are car keys. (Okay…that was too gross…even for me.)
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I haven’t thought of classmates (or heard of) in donkey years!
Way back in maybe the late 90s, I got a couple messages from them and they were names I knew. However, I didn’t care. At that point, I went onto Friendster (not sure if they exist anymore, either) and found a few people I liked (an old roommate, too!). I haven’t paid to be on any of these sites. My friend Julie is on that genealogy one but she’s kind of into that. I don’t need it, cos I know my Irish granny came over as a baby in the late 1880s from Donegal. My “provenance” in the US doesn’t go back very far!
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There was one person in the endless spam that Classmates.com buried me under I actually cared about. I went to Facebook and was able to find that person, even though they used a fake name like “Pikachu Wigglebottom.” That made it difficult but eventually I found the person and we were able to say “hi.”
Another FAIL for Classmates.com! 🙂
Classmates.com operates under the “we tease you but give away NOTHING for free” model. I respect the model that gives away the basics for free but has “premium” features that are actually desirable that you don’t mind paying for. Classmates.com never thought of that approach.
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