If someone doesn't answer your email within six hours, it means they hate you.
Employees speak of being fearful opening emails and feeling increasingly helpless in the face of the deluge. Physiologically, we now know that the state of continuous disruption puts us into a constant state of hormone-induced stress.
It sounds so nerdy and pathetic, but what I always do on Sunday afternoon is bring my inbox down to zero, which is so sad. But e-mail has become like homework for adults. I'll have 141 messages from people who will be offended if I don't write back.
I would love to have the power to stop waking at 3 a.m. every night to check my e-mail.
I don't read e-mails because I hate them.
Now, I am about to be nailed as the man who disliked 'Howl's Moving Castle.' Lord, give me strength! Also, IT, please disconnect the e-mail thing.
I love travelling with my laptop because I get a bit nervous if I can't access my e-mails.
My inbox is the enemy.
Everyone I know feels harassed by email which has invaded their waking and sleeping hours.
Texting is incredibly anxiety-laden, but I know people who will have a full-blown panic attack if you call them. I'm one of those nightmare humans where the little mailbox has an ellipsis on it because I have 1000 unread emails. So texting is the most immediate yet least anxious of all the incredibly anxious ways that we talk to each other.
I'm used to rereading e-mails, even, before sending them - a bit compulsive. So this is high speed roller coaster for me!
