Our two teenage kids use email as much about as often as they volunteer to mow the lawn, but sometimes they simply can’t avoid it. The other day my son needed to use his gmail to reply to an email from his soccer coach; the coach had emailed all the parents through the team’s software site (TeamSnap) and asked us to have our kids check their email and reply to his questions about their hopes for the team.
Last Monday, I reminded my son to check his email and reply. On Tuesday I reminded him again. Then on Wednesday, when I checked in again, we had the following conversation.
“Hey there, have you checked your email yet?”
“Yes,” he replied. “But there isn’t any email from my coach.”
“Are you sure. I forwarded it to you, and your coach sent it through TeamSnap.”
“I checked everything. The only thing I saw from TeamSnap was some email from someone called Dono Treply. But he’s not my coach.”
“Dono Treply? What are you talking about?”
“Yeah, someone called Dono Treply emailed me, but I don’t know who he is.”
Then the lightbulb went off. “Max, that’s ‘Do Not Reply.'”