This felt incredibly thin, as if I was supposed to be impressed by the giddy creativity of combining emails and 9/11. NOT emails from the Twin Towers on or before 9/11, mind you: just random, silly emails, of the kind we've all sent or received, between co-workers in an unidentified office in the UK -- grumbling about annoying co-workers, moaning about hangovers, plotting escape to other, better jobs. I believe the author thinks this most ephemeral of ephemera achieves a Deep Poignancy when, one by one, the emailers realize what's happening to Young People Just Like Them in an office tower on the other side of the Atlantic, and start to wonder What's It All For.
I decided that what's it's all for was a wasted couple of hours of my time, and a contribution to the local charity shop.
I decided that what's it's all for was a wasted couple of hours of my time, and a contribution to the local charity shop.
