Welcome to the Museum of Unfortunate Emails. This month, the north wing features examples of the subtle art of making oneself understood electronically gone sadly awry. It is here that you may realize that your own email style is so much at odds with the way you communicate in person, you might be tempted to get up from your desk and scoot down the hall much more often.
How many of the following emails do you recognize from your own inbox—and perhaps even from your own Sent folder?
The message conveyed here by Tiberius’ curtness and lack of detail is simple: “Don’t bother me.” You can feel his disinterest in helping out in this rather critical matter; his response is nebulous to boot—does he mean to say that the Carthage situation is dire, or that he’s just too important to emerge from the public baths to look into it? Taking the time to offer up a complete sentence is a common courtesy that lets a co-worker kn...(register to read more)