What a Girl Wants, According to Gmail Ads
“With the Promotions tag visible, that American Express ad goes away. But when the Promotions tag is disabled, there’s the ad again. It’s a game of Whac-A-Mole: Google will shove an ad in front of your eyeballs, one way or another.”
I want to save on rabbit cages of all sizes.
I want to unleash my inner clairvoyant.
I want to write a book and then publish it later today.
I want to find cheap, stylish women’s swimwear in many colors.
I want to have discount cupcakes with amazing taste shipped direct.
I want to finally, truly heal myself.
I want to get bee removal — FAST!
I want to have friendly, professional kickboxing lessons.
I want to effortlessly learn transcendental meditation.
I want to buy stocks that will rock my world.
I want to buy blue biscuits with a limited number of natural ingredients.
I want to combine Labor Day sales with a water heater rebate.
I want to find a jewelry doctor.
I want to install flooring, consistently, rewardingly, for three years.
I want to patent my “brilliant idea” before someone else does.
I want to ghostwrite my own book.
I want to ride a New Mexico monster bull?
I want to talk to expert California psychics who have all the answers.
I want to tell Gmail to stop spamming me.