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  • 7 Reasons Not To Have A Contact Form On Your Website

    7 Reasons Not To Have A Contact Form On Your Website

    Okay, up above these words in the menu bar, there’s a page called Contact Us, and we’re beginning to believe that it’s more trouble than it’s worth.  In fact, we’re beginning to think we should get rid of it altogether, and we’re coming round to the view that everyone else should too.  Now we’re not self-appointed web experts or internet gurus; we’re humourists.  If you have a website yourself, we can only advise you to free yourself from the tyranny of the contact form based on our own experience.  And, from our experience of having one of the damned things, here are seven reasons to get rid of it.

    1.  You’ll Have A More Manageable Penis.  One of the most frequent things that people use the contact form for is to attempt to sell us penis enlargement pills.  And by frequent, I mean we get a lot of penis enlargement offers.  In fact, if we don’t visit our inbox for a while it ends up chock-full of enlarged penises.  We aren’t really interested in any of these offers (I have a child now, so I probably won’t even need mine for the next eighteen years or so), but it’s a lot of stuff to wade through and ignore.  Well, I say ignore, I’m assuming that my writing partner Jon’s ignoring them too.  Perhaps he isn’t, though.  Perhaps Jon’s buying penis enlargement pills from everyone that’s offering them.  It could be that since we’ve been running 7 Reasons, Jon has purchased so many of these pills that his penis has become a major Kent landmark.  Maybe ruddy-faced locals in smocks are staring at his chemically-enhanced appendage right now and pointing up at it with awe.  Perhaps it’s on Google Earth.  Who knows?  One thing’s for sure, it’ll be a major hazard to air travellers as the other thing we get offered almost every day is Viagra.

    2.  You’ll Get To Read Less Gibberish.  When the contact form isn’t trying to enlarge our penises, it sends other stuff too.  It sends gibberish.  Most things containing the subject heading “7 Reasons Contact Form” look like someone just pressed many keys at once.  Frequently, we get the message that “sdkjfkl;sdfjsjsdk;” wrote “sjklsdhfkjsdhfjksdfhsjdfhjlksfsdhthurthw”.  This is not helpful.  In fact, it’s quite scary that “mgklksfdlgjkhg” writes “mxvnbcxn,bvcxb,mvxc” and “hytfhtyhtfyh” writes “vbnmbmnmbnm” on such a regular basis.  Our contact page is fairly dull, but it’s not soporific enough to make this many people doze off on their keyboards while they’re reading it.  So perhaps this is just the law of averages.  Perhaps one person a day actually falls down dead while looking at our contact form.  They’re probably dying when they’re reading other posts too, it’s just that we won’t get to know about that.  7 Reasons could be killing them in their droves: We might be the greatest practitioners of genocide since Pol Pot*.  Either that, or – I don’t know – but we only get stuff like this from the contact form, not via email or our comments section.

    3.  Your Life Will Contain Less Mystery.  This morning, via the contact form, we received this question: “When does it start airing?”  That’s it.  That’s the entire message.  But what does it even mean?  When does what start airing?  Is this an enquiry about my laundry?  Is this an enquiry about Jon’s penis?  7 Reasons: The Panel Show?  Who knows?  Certainly not me, and I don’t want to wake up to a mystery of a morning; I’m not Quincy.  I just want to wake up to find that it isn’t raining and that there are coffee beans in the house.  I would be able to do that if it weren’t for the contact form.

    4.  Your Messages Will Go To The Right Person. Above our contact form we clearly direct people that wish to write for us to a different page containing a dedicated email address for guest post submissions.  This is a (vain) attempt to try to limit the number of identical submissions we receive about car insurance (purportedly all from different people) and to get them sent directly to Jon – who’s in charge of guest post submissions – rather than to me.  He’s more patient than I am.  He’s calmer than I am.  On receiving his ninth identical offer of a car insurance post in a day, Jon’s veins bulge, he turns red, he emits a sound that is part scream, part bellow and part mating call of a rhinoceros and begins to punch the nearest table or wall.  I, on the other hand, don’t take receiving them nearly as well.  So there’s no likelihood of these things getting used and we just end up getting rather worked up when we receive them.  Well, I do.

    5.  You’ll Feel Better About Yourself.  This is from the contact form:

    ***** wrote:

    Hi

    My name is *****.

    I would like to ask you if its possible to buy the picture of the lemons in a

    high resolution (300ppi 160mm x 200 mm).

    And if you have it form a other place can you tell me where?

    Greetings *****

    This refers to a picture of lemons that – in the same way that approximately 99.99999999% of websites source their pictures – we got from Google Images.  There’s no way of replying to this person (that amazingly managed to give us their own name three times during the course of a tiny message) without sounding sarcastic.  “Dear *****, we did get it from another place.  It is available here.  Yours sincerely, the 7 Reasons team” would make us look rather mean.

    We’ve also received this:

    Do you stock a Thermos type water jug to use on invalids bedside, I can’t find one in cataloues.

    That’s just heart-breaking.  Could we, in all conscience, send a reply saying “sorry, as a humour website we carry no stock of thermal water jugs, could we tempt you with a mildly Francophobic t-shirt?”   No.  Of course not.  So we either have to spend our time researching random queries from confused people or feel really bad about ourselves.

    6.  You’ll Hear Less About The Colour Of Hats.  The other thing we frequently receive via the cursed contact form are offers of help.  Technical help.  Traffic driving help.  Messages that variously offer to help us “engage strategic initiatives”, “harness value-added solutions”, “integrate visionary partnerships” and “orchestrate bricks-and-clicks infomediaries”.  A recent message discoursed for so long about white hat SEO, black hat SEO and grey hat SEO that I almost lost the will to live and – had I been viewing the contact form – I would have been in danger of sending myself a gibberish message with my face.  As it was, I began to think about purchasing a hat.  What I wasn’t thinking about was taking anyone up on their kind offer to improve our website with their baffling and incomprehensible gobbledygook.

    7.  You’ll Receive A Better Standard Of Correspondence.  Groucho Marx brilliantly and wittily advocated exclusivity when he famously said, “I wouldn’t want to belong to any club that would have me as a member”, and this can be applied to the Contact Form too.  Because the contact form makes us too accessible.  It’s too easy to get in touch with us.  If it were more difficult to get hold of us, then we’d get a better class of correspondence, because the act of having to do a tiny bit of research to find our contact details and paste them into an email program could well cut out the spammers and raise standards.  Perhaps the extra time and effort that this will take will cause people to reflect on whether they really need to contact us at all.

    It boils down to this:  If you have a contact form, it’s a magnet for spam in all its forms: penis-related-spam; gibberish-spam; spam that consists of bizarre utterances from the mad; spam that shouldn’t even be going to you; spam that is just flabbergasting or heartrending in its naivety; spam about hats.  The one thing we rarely receive from the contact us form is any sort of meaningful correspondence.  That all comes via email or Twitter.  We’re going to be brave; we’re going to be bold:  We’ve looked at the correspondence we receive via our contact form, and we’re going to disable it.  And if you have a website that has one, we recommend you go back through your inbox and have a look at how much worthwhile correspondence you’ve received through it.  We’re guessing it’s not as much as you think.

    *The level of interest in our latest competition bears this out.

  • Russian Roulette Sunday: It’s Cake!

    Russian Roulette Sunday: It’s Cake!

    Hello 7 Reasons readers!  It’s Marc here and today, dear readers, we would like you to make a cake.  This cake.

    It’s Oxfam’s Easy Lime and Ginger Cheesecake, the recipe for which comes from my local Oxfam Bookshop’s brilliant blog .  The recipe calls for the use of  Fairtrade Stem Ginger Cookies and, when you go to your nearest Oxfam shop to buy them, you’ll be giving money to a worthwhile cause.  That’s right readers, by making and eating an ethically sourced cheesecake (unless you buy mascarpone sourced from warmongering cheesemongers) you’ll be helping a good cause in an ethical way.  In fact, if we can all make and eat enough cheesecake, we can probably save the world, and I’ll be trying very hard.  Here’s the achingly simple recipe as published by Oxfam Books, Petergate York:

     

    Easy Lime and Ginger Cheesecake

    • Serves 4
    • Prep time: 15 min
    • Chilling time: 30 min
    • Basically, in 45 minutes you’re in business.

    Ingredients

    • 200g pack of Fairtrade stem ginger cookies, crushed
    • 50g butter, melted
    • 500g mascarpone cheese (they usually come in 250g tubs, so get two of these)
    • 40g icing sugar, sifted
    • Finely grated zest and juice of two limes

    Method

    1.  Mix together the crushed biscuits and melted butter (I also like to add a bit of sugar to my cheesecake bases to make them a bit jazzier) and press into the bottom of an 18cm (7inch) spring-sided or loose-bottomed cake tin.

    2.  Place the mascarpone cheese, icing sugar, lime zest and juice in a bowl and beat together. Spread this mixture over the biscuit base.

    3.  Put it in the fridge and chill for 30 min! That’s really it.

    That’s the entire recipe.  It’s basically spreading cheese on biscuits and it’s so simple that absolutelyanyone should be able to make it.   And now we’re going to demonstrate that even people with no food preparation skills, knowledge or aptitude can follow this recipe.  I’m going to hand you over to my writing partner: A man whose culinary education began and ended with learning how to boil water for tea:  A man who – before he moved to Kent – was known as The Fulham Poisoner: A man whose litany of culinary disasters includes failing at defrosting a chicken and the hospitalisation of a flatmate*.  He’s going to make a cheesecake himself and feed it to his fiancé Claire – a renowned and accomplished maker of cakes – who will judge it on appearance, texture and taste (should she survive).  Here’s Jon.

    “It was only when I was standing in the queue that I realised I had been well and truly duped. The idea of making a cheesecake and then eating it had originally sounded like a good idea, which is why I had agreed. Marc had, after all, said all it required was a spare half hour. In my book, that’s a fair exchange for cake. But as I stood there I realised it had already been twenty-five since I had left home and I hadn’t even purchased the ingredients. There was no way I could make a cheesecake in five minutes. Not there. And then I got to the till. Which is when I realised this idea was also going to cost me money. Just short of £5 in fact. That’s a lot to spend just to have something to write about. I couldn’t help but think if I had managed the past year and a half writing without having to pay for the privilege, why did this have to change? I trudged home.

    Having spread the ingredients in front of me and read the recipe, I realised this was the exact same cheesecake that Claire makes. And she makes it very well. Brilliant. So I’ve had to walk all the way the shops, spend the best part of a fiver on ingredients and now I am challenging my future wife by making one of her specialities. Perturbed, I carried on. Twenty minutes later I was left staring at the following creation:

    Making it was something of a doddle. What was not a doddle was the washing up. I don’t know how often you zest a lime, but cleaning the zesting part of the grater is quite possibly a harder job than watching England play cricket. Still, an hour later I was done. I also had lime poisoning from licking the bowl.

    The next part of this project – and that is very much what it had become – was to get Claire to profer her opinion. These are the results of the Claire survey.

    On Appearance: “That looks nice.”

    On Texture: “It’s nice.”

    On Taste: “That was very nice”.

    So there we have it. I make nice cheesecakes. I am sure your Sunday just got a whole lot better with that news.”

    *Which he denies.**

    **Falsely.

    ***As Oxfam Books, Petergate York would (and actually did) tell you themselves, remember the whole point of this recipe is that it is a Fairtrade recipe.  So help the global community during this Fairtrade Fortnight (and after) by buying Fairtrade goods as much as you can.

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