This is just genius. The good folks at Google have a new feature on Gmail to help you from this millennium’s version of drunk-dialing, drunk emailing. It operates late at night on weekends when people are more likely to be emailing after consuming large amounts of liquor. Mail Goggles asks you math questions and if you answer correctly, the email goes through. If not it suggests you go to bed.
I’m not so sure I would be able to answer a series of math problems late at night (or at any time for that matter) and I don’t drink, except for my margarita on Cinco de Mayo. Gmail times you — I guarantee I would fail.
Maybe if you’re a drunk emailer this feature will come in handy for you. Say you’ve been hitting the Merlot pretty hard and think now is the perfect time to tell your ex that it doesn’t happen to every guy, mail goggles may stop you. Or if you think now’s your chance to tell that PTA mom what you really think of her fundraiser ideas, mail googles may help. Some night you may have had one too many 2 for 1s at the sports bar and want to tell your sister that she’s right, she really was adopted and her childhood pet, Sunny, didn’t go to a hamster ranch, you fed it to the neighbor’s snake. Google is there for you.
Like I said, I don’t drink, but mail goggles might come in handy for me, too. Sometimes I drink caffeinated beverages too late at night and think I should email a friend to tell her I’ve secretly nominated her for What Not to Wear. That would be a bad idea and knowing my math skills, mail goggles would prevent me from letting my friend know she dresses like a high-priced call girl on crack. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. You just might want to leave the lucite heels and finger-less gloves at home for Kindergarten Science Day.
I’m a night owl and do most of my emailing late when I’m watching Bravo, so gmail would help out when I want to let someone know what I REALLY thought of that decision way back in the day and you know what I’m talking about and don’t think for one minute I forgot about it ’cause I have a memory like a steel trap and yes, you were wrong and I was right na na na boo-boo and for the record I’m still the cuter one, so there. I’m just saying, for example. Hypothetically. I don’t think “cuter” is even a word and I would never resort to “na na na boo-boo” even late at night. Maybe I should switch to gmail. And decaf.
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