Digital junk. Good heavens, don’t we all have plenty of that?
Computers and smartphones are wonderful for making our lives more organized and entertaining. But they are also vast storehouses of digital trash.
I’m talking about all the emails and text messages, even selfie shots that pile up over time and threaten to overflow your storage capacity. Sure, the answer is a device with more memory, but I don’t like spending additional money just so I can have room to fill it up further.
The other day I decided I would go into my in-box and start cleaning out old emails. Not because I was running low on space, but because if I am hunting for an old email – which I have to do often for work – it takes much less time if I don’t have to sift through the detritus.
Overall, though, I think I do a pretty well with my work email because I have to try to stay on top of things being sent, whether it be calendar items for the magazine, questions about stories, requests for coverage, correspondence with my freelancers and more.
Then there are those phishing emails. A complete waste of space and my time, but sometimes good for a chuckle. Got to give them credit; for the most part, they have moved away from the old “Nigerian prince wants to send you millions of dollars” schtick. I have received the email from the “barrister” who has my name as one of the heirs to the estate of a long-lost relative. Or the widow who is dying but wants me to set up a fund that will care for a group of orphans in her native country. Those are tugging on the heart strings.
And how about the one that is actually a name from my email contacts, who desperately emailed me because he was in another country and was robbed of his wallet. He needed me to wire $800 in order to get back to the U.S. Riiight.
It wasn’t even the name of someone who would know me well enough to ask for such help. I can be an easy mark, but I’m not that gullible.
The digital junk may even be worse with my personal account. I should have known better than to click on those options allowing companies to send me information about their products or specials. Those Walgreens and CVS promotional emails can really pile up if you don’t watch it.
Nobody needs stuff we can no longer use, whether it’s that exercise machine that now serves as place to lay your clothes or an in-box with emails that are four years old.
How about some spring cleaning? No time like the present to toss stuff onto the digital trash heap … and hit delete.