Ismo, the great
It used to be okay like maybe ten years ago in an email it used to be okay to write like like like good. That was okay. But now if you write good it sounds like something is wrong. Like it has to be at least great. Like great is the minimum. It used to be the maximum great but now it’s the minimum. It has to be awesome or excited or hyped. This one guy texted me that I’m pumped. I don’t even know what that means. Like inflated somehow. I don’t know. It sounds unpleasant. But I’m afraid what are emails gonna look like ten years from now in the future. In the future every single work email has to start like I can’t contain myself. I can barely breathe and I’m experiencing muscle spasms from the avalanche of emotions. I actually passed out for a couple of seconds from the excitement of meeting you tomorrow at 1.30.
Ismo.