Wednesday, March 21, 2012
I need a Xanax. How about you?
We had house guests this weekend, so we were off showing them the sights and trying to be entertaining. Despite my previous attempt to cut back my workload by going "special notice" on 75% of my yahoo loops, I still came back to over one thousand emails. Do any of these messages look familiar?
roflmao (place graphic here)
Then, add in those signatures lines that show every friggin' book written by the sender and every url where you can find them... arghhhhhhh!!!!!! Does anyone even read those?
If I try and follow the subject lines to put together the mystery source of the laughter, what was done, the you bet, or the thanks, chances are I won't even come close. People....and yes, I'm including myself, we've all become lazy, and we're creating more work for ourselves by not avoiding the need to respond to every email we receive.
I'm honestly trying to mend my slovenly ways by avoiding those one, two or three word responses that I hope my friends will take for granted. If you ask for help, assume I'll give it. If you share a joke, know I'll at least crack a smile, and if it's your birthday, I'm going to try to remember to send you a personal/private email. Togetherness is great in some cases, but email seems to take it to an extreme.
Since we can't cut down on gas prices, let's cut back on our verbiage. *lol* Save a letter or two on your keyboard...preserve your manicure...and stop causing your friends to gnash their teeth when you send out the same stale stuff day after day. It's said that when you point a finger at one person, three point back at you. I haven't forgotten that in drafting this message. My name is Ginger Simpson and I'm guilty, too.