Every Monday morning, you wake up to the sweet taste of existential dread. The first thing you do is dive into your email inbox, where a sea of unread notifications awaits, each one a tiny, glowing siren song calling to you, saying, "Respond to me! Respond to me!"
But you, dear reader, are not one to shy away from a challenge. You fire up your email client, and begin to reply to each and every one of those emails. You craft your responses with precision, like a fine wine, and send them out into the void, ready to be devoured.
Or, you could just send out a generic "Thanks for reaching out!" and call it a day. We won't judge you. Much.
But wait, there's more! As you're replying to all these emails, you start to realize that some of them are from people you don't even remember inviting to your book club meeting from 2018. What do you do?