Nothing satisfies more than a tidy email inbox. Unfortunately, I’ve seldom felt that satisfaction.
As I write, my gmail account’s inbox holds 116 emails – a number low enough to merit celebration. My work account’s inbox shows 3,476 emails. Yes, you may hoot. I am chastened and ashamed.
But rest easy. I’ve begun to fight back. My new tactic: Unsubscribe.
Many emails come uninvited from businesses and publishers. Their notes, somehow both earnest and chirpy, press me to buy a product or service, to read an article, to complete a survey, to donate cash.
Take the dealership that services my car. After each visit, a marketing firm hired by the dealer or manufacturer duns me with emails – to get more service, to schedule a test drive, to buy a car. Sometimes two emails a day!
Unsubscribe.
Airlines too.
Unsubscribe.
Social media companies.
Unsubscribe.
The firm that made my fitness tracker.
Unsubscribe.
Someone sketchy selling investment advice.
Un. Sub. Scribe.
Does it help?
Yeah, right. Does squishing a cockroach solve a bug problem?
Still, I feel fulfilled. I have experienced …
Unsubscratisfaction.
Good for you Jeff! Wish me luck – I have 15,912 UNREAD emails in my gmail account!
Noel, thank you! My inbox looks good by comparison.