This morning I checked my email and found a wonderful surprise that wasn’t a naked picture of a Snarkfinance fan, although those are always welcome and would be a welcomed first. I found an email from a friend containing an email chain from my days as a co-op during college (about three years ago I wish). I remember this co-op experience clearly, because it was clearly the most boring job I had or will ever have. The daily routine consisted of trying to fight Boston traffic to the office, being perhaps five minutes late seemingly no matter what, catching crap from a young mid-twenties boss on a mission to prove herself (for being five minutes late), answering the three or four phone calls the company would receive daily, and doing absolutely nothing else. Asking for more work was like asking a jeweler for more free diamonds: there wasn’t any. To top this off, the air conditioner in the pure-white office emitted a white-noise that was equivalent to an IV of Niquel, minus the robo-tripping.
They didn’t like me being on the internet so one day I emailed my friend Lauren to kill some time. What ensued is the email chain I am posting excerpts of here, for your entertainment. Not everything in it is flattering to myself, certain interest groups, or general proper decorum so bear in mind I was twenty one, single, bored, and immature. Don’t say I am not afraid to turn the snark on myself from time to time. Excerpts, unedited (for the most part):
(Read these by clicking on them, starting from the bottom up) (Some might be a bit small, so be sure to zoom in and squint)
Well, there they are. In essence, sifting through email chains like this is a luxury my generation is the first to have, and I think it is an incredible way to keep track of the moments in our lives that would otherwise fade slowly into the softer portions of our recollections. I am happily engaged now, building a more promising future daily and blogging about it here on Snarkfinance, the greatest personal finance site to ever be. No longer swimming knee deep in women, living carelessly, or making *&^ mopper references. Yep, as anyone who reads this site knows: some things change, some things stay the same.
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Haha good times. While the good times may be a luxury to relive in this newish medium, I’m not a huge fan of finding these chains from old relationships or otherwise embarrassing conversations with high school/college peers.
To each their own of course, but my opinion is that my past is over and done with and precious as it made me who I am today. I find email chains from old flames and yeah, sometimes they sorta suck to read through–I am always compelled to read through them, but ultimately everything is a blessing and curse. Except for Justin Timberlak- he is a national treasure.