I recently updated to a fancy-pants Gmail account. My hotmail account that I had created in middle school—that is creatively a parody combining my nick name and the Nike slogan—just didn't give me that same feeling of exhilaration once I had to use it to email professors, not to mention anybody over the age of 14.
I haven't had the heart to get rid of it just yet. It comes in handy for various things here and there, but I recently noticed and felt like somebody was trying to tell me something more regarding this issue. You see, every once in I while I get emails that promote Viagra. Obviously this is not a market I have any interest in so I figured these emails must have a multi-layered meaning. I think I have finally figured out what these viagra hawkers are getting at: your email address is old, and that's why we think you're old and possibly interested in these products...Oh! And you must be poor, because this stuff is only $1.
Like many things in my life, I only wish I could have heard about this--a thing in my life that was embarrassing that I should have changed sooner--from one of my friends instead of the internet.
2 comments:
Stephanie, you are amazing! Your blog speaks to me in a way that no other blog ever has. You are the best.
I hear you with the changing the email address. I should change mine, too, but I've used it for so long that it doesn't strike me as being inappropriate, but it probably is.
I committed to myself when I got it that I would keep it forever, so people could always use it as a last resort to find me. I'll probably get a new account soon, but there's no way I can get rid of the old one.
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