You’ve Got Mail

It’s been 20 years since I‘ve had an AOL account, but wherever I go, I always set up that “You’ve got mail!” to my new mail sound.
Oh, sure… I’ve had fun sounds like “Message for you, sir!” from Monty Python and The Holy Grail, where the page gets hit with an arrow to the chest with a message on it, but it doesn’t take long for me to yearn for that classic AOL sound again.
It doesn’t really matter, though. These days, it’s all IMs and Tweets and Facebook Pokes.
E-mail’s as dead as the Post Office it killed.

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  1. Mail

    Mail
    I wait for the mail at work each day. The mailman knows me by name. Sometimes the white bins contain donation checks, and I can keep my job if I get those.
    I wait for the mail at home too. On my computer. It pings, or my phone vibrates. Happy mail.
    The bills are not so much fun. I stuff those in my purse and wait until the last minute to pay them.
    In the bottom drawer of my work desk I keep shipping labels with your handwriting on them. That is the mail I like the best of all.

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