tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795284845836270713.post1042363256234430245..comments2024-03-27T11:23:43.902+00:00Comments on Beaker Folk of Husborne Crawley: A Modern ResignationWodeWosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18381754587879658356noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795284845836270713.post-64578874512051061342014-10-25T10:07:14.163+01:002014-10-25T10:07:14.163+01:00The one thing that I don't miss about work is ...The one thing that I don't miss about work is email. It was the bane of my life, particularly the people who marked it urgent or important. I took to the strategy of filtering anything that had been fowarded into a maybe folder and if I hadn't opened it within five days, auto-delete kicked in and it was gone. I did the same with info emails. Worked a treat. The worst ones who asked for 'read receipts' which I pointblank refused to do. There emails were marked as spam and automatically consigned to the spam folder and cleansed daily by the housekeeping program.<br /><br />It occasionally got me into hot water, but not often enough to cause me any guilt. In fact, I was content to fight them off and tell them that I hadn't received it, but as they'd copied it to all and sundry, I assume that one of my colleagues, who had delegated authority, would have dealt with it, as I had much more important thing to do, such as having a life, having a coffee or chatting with mates over skype. <br /><br />It's a good place to be where you are senior enough to bat away such consequences and the over officious, self important people, who believe that their stuff deserves your personal attention.<br /><br />Now that I'm retired, I only get emails that I subscribe too and can choose to deal with at my leisure - that's what email was designed for, not to terrorize or to dominate a whole working day.UKViewerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18114944341930758335noreply@blogger.com