The missives are in the air and it’s too late to call them back. This is why it’s important to draft angry emails in letter form as a word document, not in email. They should be allowed to marinate for a couple of days. You should read them aloud before you send them. Listen to yourself. Do these words make sense? Does the recipient deserve them? Does the recipient even give a fat rat? You have to think about what purpose your missive-missile is serving. Are you:
- Getting someone told.
- Giving feedback? (People shoot messengers you know.)
- Is the feedback
“Ef-you” is probably not good to say in any official communication that will live on to have at least a hundred lives. (Unless it’s sent anonymously from a mailbox far away from your neighborhood…something I’ve thought about doing on more than one occasion but talked myself out of…so far. lol)
Explanations and pleas are other forms of communication that you shouldn’t launch without careful analysis and re-writing.
Apologies can be let go of quickly because most apologies are generally warranted and rarely given. The exception to this is a twisted apology…something like, “I apologize for calling you a short bitch. Bitch would have been enough.”
Queries must be carefully-worded and should be mulled over so you can determine if they’ll pass the pride test. Will you feel worse for having made a query then you would feel if you hadn’t made it? To make a query and get no response or a lukewarm response feels yucky. I’m too proud to beg or do anything that remotely feels like begging.
Yet, I’m learning that one has to raise a bit of a ruckus to get noticed. “Me, Me, Me!” Notice me, choose me, hire me. I can do that.” (The squeaky wheel gets the oil.)
After you write down what you’d really like to say, upon re-reading it you may find that getting it off your chest, out of your thoughts, and away from your heart is enough. You may not need to send it to what’s-her-or-his-face after all. You can press the delete button or, for a more physical release, print it out and tear it up (tossing it into the recycle bin after),
As for me, it’s too late, baby, now it’s too late because a particular missive is in the air. Next time, I’ll follow my own advice.