A few days ago I installed a new spam filter on my mailbox, consisting of masking tape and my childish scrawl:
It wasn't just the amount of junk mail that I was getting (it was quite a lot) that brought me to do it. The fact was, absolutely none of the fliers that came interested me at all. I was spoiled at Summerhill, since my vivacious roommate Nikki would usually get the mail, and filter it for us. In the absence of that, I'm willing to abandon the odd subway coupon to avoid the hassle of sorting out junk mail every day.