My email tells me I have problems, doesn’t yours?
July 23, 2013
According to my Spam folder (yes, I admit that I read some of the 100-plus e-mails I get everyday), I am eligible for a refinance rate of 2.5 percent because wealth is attracted to me and certain pills will make my life "stronger for longer" because there are hundreds of singles in my area just waiting to contact me and I might be married but "bored" so I must surely be aware that high gasoline prices mean that my investments should be moved quickly to natural gas.
There is enough going on in my regular email folder to keep me busy just deleting unwanted services, but the sheer volume of clutter might cause a person to start getting an e-mail condition I refer to as PAED (Personality Actuated Email Disorder).
I'm not a professional psychologist, and I don't stay at Holiday Inn Express (too expensive on the Expedia site) — but I think it's fair to say that I have some abilities when it comes to assessing disorders (I'm married, have 4 kids, teach at a high school, deal with parents on a regular basis, coach football and track, attend and sing at a local church and meet weekly with a small mixed-gender group and every Friday with a bunch of men).
I guess I might even have a disorder (my e-mail says we all do) but what intrigues me the most is that I can find shelter in whatever inferiority I might find making its way into my psyche' so when I get a little disillusioned, I have found an amazing antidote. Bob Dylan sang about it and I find it to be true that no matter who you are or what you have, you gotta' serve somebody and when I'm serving who I should all the disillusionment vanishes.
At least, that's what I think.