i support grudge control

Today, I was idly e-wondering to Violet about why my day felt wrong and off. But I knew why. It was the hasty, reactive emails I fired off earlier this morning .. and now realizing (with cooler-headed, post-coffee clarity) how the emails could be construed incorrectly (and by that I mean: come across as totally bitchy and nitpicky. Bitchicky?) The small, rational voice in my head could tell by the clattery and self-important manner of my typing that I shouldn’t click send. But that small voice was drowned out by the sound of me clicking send.

I fantasized about imposing some kind of cooling-off period on myself — perhaps programming some kind of script that, when I try to send an email, would cause a window to pop up:

Are you sure you want to do that?

{I click send again}

Honey, you take a little walk and come back to me before we go any further.

{I look for the send button. There is none.}

The ability to edit and send (or not) should be returned to me in the time it takes to eat a Pop Tart, flounce into Kerri’s office and waste time, or to actually think about how to be a nicer person.

Hmm, nicer person. That’s a clue to something that’s starting on this bloggie tomorrow! It’s gonna be a theme week! Theme week, theme week, YEAH!

Think twice, Originally uploaded by hambox

4 Comments

  1. heyskinny on October 18, 2007 at 6:03 pm

    thats funny, I always change the recipient address when I’m sending nasty grams until I’m sure it’s what I really want to send, or sometimes I send them to my sister to review….



  2. hambox on October 18, 2007 at 6:35 pm

    You are the second person to mention that technique to me. A very good one.

    Ach, I come from a bloodline of speakers-before-thinkers. Goodhearted but sometimes thoughtless.



  3. kerri on October 19, 2007 at 8:26 am

    I just try to send it to myself. It generally includes a bunch of words that would cause my mom to wash my mouth out with soap, but after i send it i actually feel better. Sometimes. But the real treat? I get the chance to read it to see what an ASS I sound like. And of course there’s the occasional time that we chatted about where that email gets sent to the person it was actually intended for and then … eep!



  4. Dagda on October 29, 2007 at 5:09 pm

    Can I have your bracelet?