Last week, in addition to getting busted for hiring a PR company to make Google look bad, Facebook rolled out its retooled messaging setup, which allows users to adopt an @facebook.com email address. But before jumping on board, be mindful of the statement that your current email provider broadcasts to the world.
I fear change the way an actor fears an M. Night Shyamalan script. Which is why I haven’t given up my 1993 Volvo 240DL, my Timberland boots or my Sony Walkman, either. Also, I like seeing when a person reads my email so I can get pissed that they haven’t returned it yet.
I’m like the British circa 1960: still insisting I rule an empire but, below the surface, realizing my life has long since peaked.
I’m a drifter. My primary computer is in the public library. And my primary phone is in a booth.
In case you didn’t already know, I’m very very smart. And yes, I’m smart enough to know that there should be a comma between those two verys. I just didn’t think you were.
I believe the media’s too tough on Travolta, Cruise and L. Ron.
I’d rather be a big fish in a small pond than a small fish with a cool email address.
I crave convenience and bundling. If I could get my utility, car insurance and Poland Spring bills in one statement, I’d sign up for that, too.
Now that you no longer have to be invited to Gmail—like I was—and FYI, I was invited by someone extremely important—anyone can just waltz in here and feel special. But, truth be told, they’ll never be as special as me.
I relish not having to log off to check email in between reading my cousin’s co-worker’s nephew’s status updates and seeing if the girl down the hall accepted my friendship because this is only the third time I’ve asked her.