Hotmail.com. Owners of such an archaic form of communications lurk in dark corners of comms existence. We exchange knowing nods in smoky corners of the digital universe.
The chosen ones. The ones who got there first. The ones who never dreamed these emails would open the gateway of our future lives - future bosses, old university friends, partners, parents, siblings and social clubs.
If we knew we would have surely given ourselves better user names. I got away lightly. Ish. LittleJoW. Some hotshot bastard must have nabbed JoW before me - or maybe I just thought it was 'rad' at the time.
An old university lecturer, in a moment of certain madness, had set himself up a far more embarrassing bizarre username, akin to LoveItLatinBaby. He held on to it, too. And why not?
As a dog must drag its tail, the original internet dwellers have lugged our hotmail accounts along with us through thick and thin, blindly ignoring the trendies on gmail; scoffing at the toffs of btinternet.
And just as we got old enough to become less embarrassed about those early-years hiccups, much as a tatoo owner must accept his or her mistakes, Hotmail consigns us to history. Hotmail has become outlook.
Those inspirational usernames looking more stupid now, right?
I don't care. I still LoveItLatinBaby.
The chosen ones. The ones who got there first. The ones who never dreamed these emails would open the gateway of our future lives - future bosses, old university friends, partners, parents, siblings and social clubs.
If we knew we would have surely given ourselves better user names. I got away lightly. Ish. LittleJoW. Some hotshot bastard must have nabbed JoW before me - or maybe I just thought it was 'rad' at the time.
An old university lecturer, in a moment of certain madness, had set himself up a far more embarrassing bizarre username, akin to LoveItLatinBaby. He held on to it, too. And why not?
As a dog must drag its tail, the original internet dwellers have lugged our hotmail accounts along with us through thick and thin, blindly ignoring the trendies on gmail; scoffing at the toffs of btinternet.
And just as we got old enough to become less embarrassed about those early-years hiccups, much as a tatoo owner must accept his or her mistakes, Hotmail consigns us to history. Hotmail has become outlook.
Those inspirational usernames looking more stupid now, right?
I don't care. I still LoveItLatinBaby.
