"The towing company is here. There is blue Chevy in the wrong parking space and that will be towed immediately." Here is an email that was lying in my inbox. Though addressed to many - the fact that I bring this up, is obviously because that Chevy happens to be mine. I don't argue about the fact that I parked in the wrong parking space. I did not have time to find my assigned space - so as an ardent believer of "asking-forginess-better-than-asking-permission" philosophy I did what I did. But sending a towing notice via email! What sort of common sense is that? People have surely gone out of control with email. Come on - pick up the phone and speak. Why did you ask for three phone numbers - work phone, home phone, cell phone- in every damn form that I filled out.
Lately, this has been a common problem everywhere. At work, you ask someone about some information you were expecting. And there goes the reply - "I sent you an email yesterday." Da! Do you expect me to check my email 24/7. Don't I have OTHER stuff to do when I will be away from my email. Of course, many of us are living in Blackberry age. But come on - you don't expect me to become an addict, albeit the recent coinage of the term "crackberry" for those you have got hooked on to this gadget like crack addicts. I guess we are headed to replace 911 with email! "There is a fire in the basement." And hit the send button. I really hope this never happens. But you never know.
So be it! I don't read my email every second. Did my car get towed? Hope not! I chose to voice this before I go down and check the garage. And well - I won't be mad. After all it's all in a day's plan. Things like these add color to an otherwise drab day.
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
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