Drunk dialer

I think I could do with one of these. Or rather, the people around me could do with one of these.

Step aside in-car breath tests, step up the breath test for email.

Are you sure you want to send this email? Are you really, really sure?

The Urban Dictionary defines the problem thus:

So it is with a collective sigh of relief that at long last a safeguard has been designed to stop one rattling off a message when ‘emotionally charged’ (or indeed, my personal favourite, ‘alcoholically challenged’).

Brainchild of an employee at Google, activating late at night and on weekends, the gismo asks a series of ‘short mathematical posers’ (love that phrase) which you have to answer before the email or text sends.

Now, ordinarily I’d like to think myself supreme enough to be able to answer a ‘short mathematical poser’ even after a few jars, but wise with the experience of ballsing up about a hundred late-night sudokus while on the last train home, I know different. It’s harder than you think.

Having been on the receiving end of many a drunken email and text, and admittedly sending a couple myself, this can surely only be a good thing.

My only worry – don’t make them too hard, guys. Otherwise I can imagine, even without the dealy ingredient of alcohol, struggling after about 3 o’clock every day.