There’s one type of email that I loathe above all others.
Can you guess what it is?
I bet it’s not what you’re thinking.
I hate ’em. Seriously, I’d rather read hate mail. I’d rather read Tea Party literature hand-curated by Ted Cruz, or ad-copy from AT&T explaining how bundling my cable, phone and Internet could save me $300.
The interesting part?
About 75% of the time, what’s inside these emails…
Is glowing. Overwhelming positive. Even raving.
Yet the anxiety still seizes me like talons around testicles the moment I see the number (1) in the sub-category I keep for these emails, like a raised middle-finger, reminding me it isn’t going anywhere until I click.
Do you experience this kind of anxiety around your e-mail inbox?