Last night, I heard my Blackberry at dinner. “Ding.” “Ding.” Pause. “Ding.” “Ding.” “Ding.”
My boss had gotten off the plane and dumped all his 40-odd e-mail messages to/cc me onto the system at once. He’s one of two people I have on “notify me immediately of incoming e-mail” setting on my BB.
It was amusing … in a “yeesh” kind of way. (And, no, I didn’t answer them at the dinner table. Or, honestly, until this morning. Though I was a bit more diligent about getting onto e-mail first thing this a.m. …)