Remember the movie "You've Got Mail", with Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks? Of course you do! Then you probably remember the part where Meg Ryan describes the feeling of getting a new email.
"What will NY152 say today, I wonder. I turn on my computer. I wait impatiently as it connects. I go online, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You've got mail. I hear nothing. Not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beating of my own heart. I have mail. From you."
I'm so glad I don't have to deal with the dial-up noise, while the computer works to get a connection, but my anticipation of opening my browser is about the same as Meg's.
My heart races, and I'm filled with hope. Hope that someone will have responded to my email. Hope that an old friend will have sent well wishes my way.
With modern technology, I am one of many who has email capabilities on my cell phone. That means I am connected, no matter where I am. And with that capability, my phone chimes whenever something new is dropped into my inbox. That sound makes me drop whatever I'm doing, and race to see who emailed me. It's an addiction, and I'm not ashamed to admit it. I LOVE EMAIL!
The most disappointing feeling is when I open my account, only to find junk mail, or a long list of forwards. I want PERSONAL mail. I want to feel important and loved. If only my phone would know how to sort emails, according to my mood. I want to hear from this person, but not that store advertising the latest sale. (Yes, I know about filters, but some still sneak through the cracks.) I want to hear news that applies to me. Perhaps I'm being selfish. But I can't be the only one to feel this way, can I?
I am an email junkie. Most of the time, I'd rather correspond through email then in person or by phone. The idea of web-cam conversations terrify me. There is so much pressure to keep up a constant dialogue. I'm not a great conversationalist. For some people that comes naturally, but I struggle. With email, I can think, write, then rewrite my thoughts until they make sense.
What type of communication do you prefer?
Gotta go now! I just heard the oh-so wonderful chime from my phone, announcing the arrival of a new email! I hope it's a good one.