When my wife and I were ready to sell our first house after living there a few years, we were able to sell it pretty quickly. A very nice young couple made us an offer that we accepted.
The last name of this couple was Smith. In case you haven't realized it by now, since my name is Corey Smith, our last name is Smith as well.
We laughed at the idea that we were able to sell our first home to another couple buying their first home with the same last name. But, that ended up not being the funny part.
We found that the couple, at the time of the purchase, was still engaged. Her maiden name was Smith. So, a Smith marrying a Smith bought a home from the Smiths.
I hope I'm not giving away too much when I say that their names were Jeremy and Kelly Smith. I only point that out because of the quantity of junk mail we get at our home for them. The image above is just an example.
Since that move, we have lived in four other places. We lived in one home in Utah and three homes in Idaho. When mail would get forwarded to our first place, it was understandable and the post office was able to get it worked out within the first couple of weeks.
All the mail that we have received since is because someone purchased a mailing list. They purchase a mailing list that has perpetuated this for a very long time. How long? Well, we moved from that house almost twelve years ago.
Whether you are buying a list for snail mail or buying a list for email you can count on two things.
- Your recipient never asked for their name and address to be sold so therefore they really don't want your mail (or email).
- You can't count on the fact that what you are mailing will make it to the right recipient because you never know how verified the address really is.
I recognize that I take a pretty hard line approach by saying in the title to never buy lists. The reality is that for a lot of companies this type of marketing works. Just understand that when you annoy your potential audience by spamming them all the time, your brand could suffer the consequences.
Oh, and if Jeremy and Kelley are reading this blog, hopefully they forgive me for the "grape juice" stain in the hall closet.
