A couple weeks ago I mentioned how much I love email. Let me elaborate on that a little bit.
I’m a quiet, shy person by nature. I have to psych myself up, and force myself to leave the house and socialize. I do this because my fear of becoming a crazy, reclusive cat lady outweighs my self-diagnosed social anxiety disorder.
I also don’t like talking on the phone. I hate that you can’t see the other person. Part of conversation is reading non-verbal clues. Non-verbal clues are very important for quiet, shy types like myself who are observers by nature. I also hate the awkward pauses. Did their kid just fall down the steps and they ran off to see if they’re still alive, or did they just get bored with me and put the phone down?
Now, I also have two little boys. Add in two shrieking kids yanking on your pant legs, and talking on the phone gets even worse because you can’t hear. Anything. At. All.
Ah, sweet, relaxed, go-at-your-own-pace, email.
I can still read email even if the kids are bouncing off the walls. I may need to read it five times to comprehend it, but I can read it.
I can answer email when I want to, unlike the phone that must be answered when it rings.
I don’t have to talk to anyone to write an email. I can carefully compose and organize my thoughts.
I express myself better through the written word. It’s just the way I am. But I’m too lazy and too busy to write letters. You have to find stationary. You have to find stamps. Ugh. Who wants to stand in line at the post office? It’s so much easier, and faster to sit down and write an email. I don’t think email is impersonal. So what if it’s not in your handwriting? Look, no one can read my handwriting away.
I love email, and I think it’s a great way to keep in touch with friends and family. An emailed letter is better than no letter at all, right?