Gmail trickle

More confused Americans:

• Sorry, Phil Israel: I can't make your 9am meeting, even though you now discover it was scheduled for 10am anyway.
• Kristina Chu: I'm still nothing to do with student law clubs at your august organisation, so I have no need of the student budget questionnaire, thanks...
  

Gmail slows to a trickle

My various gmail alternate persona are clearly feeling starved of affection, as I have only two new firends to report:

• Thanks for Hackman's Bible Book Store for the special offers; they'll come in handy for my upcoming Bible Studies calls
• Apologies are due, however, to Gemma Daggs. I'm sorry that in my capacity as a treasurer of a club at Santa Clara Uni I have so far failed to get in my updated membership list. I wonder what club it is I run

More gmail tomfoolery when I can stomach it.

The ongoing gmail quest

• Thanks, Jessica, for the updated seating plan. Am I with the family on table 10, or do you think I am Michael, on the sweetheart table (?) with my wife?
  
• Thanks, St John's Ambulance, Australia, for confirming my fast-track booking to your Level two course. Travel is included, I hope?
• Thanks, Kathy of Manatron, for inviting me to an Office Live Meeting: unfortunately, 0700 on a bank holiday isn't a good time for me - still you were booking from a PST zone, so that's understandable.
• Thanks, Matt and Jan, for the baby photos; I (Michael) and Lula think the kids look charming. A bit confused by the photo of the Cafe Bambini, however. Also by your response to the vacation message, where you are "sorry for bringing this to our attention". Sleepless nights, eh?
  
• Annette, I wish I were indeed Michael, as you sound a most cheering correspondent. Rest assured that I will indeed enjoy any trips I have in the near future, and that if I grow any more tomatoes you will be welcome to some more. However, I am afraid Melissa lead you awry when she passed on my address. It seems Michael really has been "kicked off district email ASAP"...
  

The message is getting out...

This afternoon, I'd like to thank:

• Julie Winkel, for giving the background needed to help me (Mary) arrange my interview with Steve of New Haven Uni. I'm sure the Media Relations department prospers under her leadership.
• Ross Perry and Bill Dutton for inviting me (Matt?) to come fishing off the pontoon in Iowa City tomorrow. Hope the worms work out, guys.

Two apologies so far, so something is working maybe.

It's mine, dammit!

I was one of the original gmail beta testers; as a result I have a gmail address based purely upon my name, with no superfluous numerical suffix or other malarkey. I have for the past couple of years been fighting a losing battle against people who believe that they, having the same initial and surname, should automatically have rights to that address instead.

The dumb ones simply hand out the address to people, and wonder how they'll read the emails it receives afterwards. The smarter ones actually try to access the inbox first: finding they cannot log in, they issue a password change request - which of course is sent to me for validation...

Anyway, no more. I have set a vacation message on the account that, shall we say, makes clear my level of frustration with the account abuse. It also mentions that I'll be blogging all future traffic to the account. So, todays installment:

• Thanks to Colleen Laich for her offer to take me (Matt) for a birthday dinner on the 26th or 27th. Unfortunately, I have a clash...
• On the 27th, when I (Michaela) am due at a legal club presidents lunch and organisational meeting at the mall on campus
• Fortunately, I (Mary) can take comfort from a voucher towards the cost of joining my local Bible studies group

Frankly my schiz0phrenic gmail persona is getting a much more active social life than I am. Were I to dwell upon this disparity, my happy gruntled status would be at risk...