The Email Conundrum

You know what's horrible?

That it the worst world on fire picture I have ever seen. 

Communication. Communication in any of its wonderful forms. The phone? Can't pick it up. I haven't mentally prepared myself to have a conversation with the person who is calling. Text? Nope, I can't convey sarcasm or emotions over a bit of written word. And if you don't get back with me immediately I will spend all day trying to figure out how my LOLcat offended you. I also can't start the conversation so there's that.

I mean who doesn't love cat puns. 

But at work, the main form of communication is through email. Horrid, horrid email. Not that the people that are sending emails are terrible. No, I happen to be quite fond of them. It is the fact that it exists and I am expected to respond to it.

I'll just leave this here with the rest of the fire.

Let's use this one as an example.

So each month I'm in charge of setting up eye catching book displays for work. No biggie right. I already have my ideas. All of them feature summer and I'm going to pull books that have that word in the title i.e. beach, sun, ect.

But, I have to spend a long time thinking about the email.

Yes, I will send them. Yes I don't mind. No, I don't mind. Whatever floats your boat. Nope none of those sound right and the lastly one is horribly unprofessional. Do I have to sign my name? How do I start the email? Is this too personal? Can I just say it in person? No that's even worse. I know I'll make a paper airplane and fly the ideas to her office. No the last time you tried that you caused an electrical fire. Yep that was a bad idea. I guess I should think on it more. 

I am deep in thought. 

Finally after days of unrelenting meditation and preparation I am prepared to send my email response.

Yep, I am good

I press the send button, feeling the weight lifted off my shoulders. I am free.

Well, better late than never right?

And that is why I hate technology.