Postcard from hell
Postcards are evil instruments that perpetuate jealousy and violate all aesthetics; and if you’re the sender, then, you deserve to be addressed as the devil yet to suffer the same punishment.
If you have to pay money for a shot of a city view on paper and still use your phone to find out where, and if, you’ve saved the address of the person you’re sending it to, maybe there’s an easier way to do it. Let’s be honest, we can’t remember our own passwords, never mind addresses and postcodes, plus we have cameras on our phones that take and send photos for free to people we only remember the name of.
I see a blatant fault in the postcard system.
Postcards sent to one’s workplace deserve their own circle in hell. The eternal punishment is for the receivers to read a half-assed message on the back of a discoloured old photo on a piece of cardboard. On top of that, the receivers are prone to feel jealous yet morally bound to hang the damn postcard on the wall. The hellish whiplash comes into play when the sender comes back to work and is forced to witness their happiest time during the walk of pain towards their desk for, what it seems like, all eternity.
Sending it to a friend means that, unlike the previous scenario, you’ll try to sound truthful and specific in your writing, despite knowing the postcard will end up forgotten at the bottom of a drawer without a response.
But there’s more!
The chance of you not remembering the address and having to message your friend asking for the location with subsequent increase of expectations is extremely high. The chance of the local post office not working efficiently and you returning home before the postcards gets to your friend, is almost a certainty.
At least through Whatsapp you can check if they saw the photo, and they could even reply if they wanted to. Beware long lines of emoji for you to decrypt especially if the receiver is your family Whatsapp group.
PS: this is a very short article because I have been extremely busy during the past week with my birthday celebration extravaganza and I clearly haven’t learned to plan ahead. However, if you'd like to read more, check out this article which is part 3 of a series about all the strangest habits of Australians! Read it here.
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If you have to pay money for a shot of a city view on paper and still use your phone to find out where, and if, you’ve saved the address of the person you’re sending it to, maybe there’s an easier way to do it. Let’s be honest, we can’t remember our own passwords, never mind addresses and postcodes, plus we have cameras on our phones that take and send photos for free to people we only remember the name of.
I see a blatant fault in the postcard system.
Postcards sent to one’s workplace deserve their own circle in hell. The eternal punishment is for the receivers to read a half-assed message on the back of a discoloured old photo on a piece of cardboard. On top of that, the receivers are prone to feel jealous yet morally bound to hang the damn postcard on the wall. The hellish whiplash comes into play when the sender comes back to work and is forced to witness their happiest time during the walk of pain towards their desk for, what it seems like, all eternity.
Sending it to a friend means that, unlike the previous scenario, you’ll try to sound truthful and specific in your writing, despite knowing the postcard will end up forgotten at the bottom of a drawer without a response.
But there’s more!
The chance of you not remembering the address and having to message your friend asking for the location with subsequent increase of expectations is extremely high. The chance of the local post office not working efficiently and you returning home before the postcards gets to your friend, is almost a certainty.
At least through Whatsapp you can check if they saw the photo, and they could even reply if they wanted to. Beware long lines of emoji for you to decrypt especially if the receiver is your family Whatsapp group.
PS: this is a very short article because I have been extremely busy during the past week with my birthday celebration extravaganza and I clearly haven’t learned to plan ahead. However, if you'd like to read more, check out this article which is part 3 of a series about all the strangest habits of Australians! Read it here.
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