The email server is down at work. For designers, not such a big deal. For the PR guy – it’s like getting your methadone cut off in the middle of detox. As much as I try to ignore the fact that my emails are piling up on the server and there’s nothing I can do about it, I keep being reminded of how dependent on that little beeping device in my pocket and on the soothing blinky notifications in Outlook.
You don’t realize how dependent you are on a tool until you can’t use it. For now, I’ll just bide my time until the server coughs up the 500 new emails into my Blackberry sometime this evening.
