I have to admit e-mails are my life line, especially considering the fact that I don't like to talk on the telephone. Don't know where I get that from, that's another story; I guess...
I was in training last week and arrived to work this afternoon to (190) e-mails. Come on, am I really that "important" or is crime really that "serious"? Probably both considering my line of work. I swear sometimes you can't tell me I'm not a freelance writer and just pretending to be a detective sergeant for the Nations' Capitol.
When I think about that catch phrase, "you've got mail", it does excite me in my personal accounts. It may be a bit overboard but I have (4) e-mail accounts. I have one for my greeting cards, one for my friends & family, one for my on-line bill payments and last but not least the infamous work account. That's the one were the having to empty the in-box is not an option because failure to do so will could result in serious repercussions. Did you get the e-mail? Have you checked your e-mail? Why didn't your reply to my e-mail? And the one that I like to use; I never received your e-mail (although the department has a tracking system and that excuse hardly ever flys).
Richard Carlson, author of "Don't sweat the small stuff" may he rest in peace, said, "When you die, your in-box won't be empty." Your in-box and in-basket is supposed to have "stuff" in it. He goes on to say that in reality, almost everything can wait. Very little in our lives truly falls into the "emergency" category. I just wish someone would tell the police department. But then again, in my line of work nothing can wait.