The problem, though, is that Lindsay doesn't really speak Norwegian. I mean, don't get me wrong, I know like five sentences. But that doesn't really cut it for the day-to-day email necessities.
So, I've been turning to Google Translate for most of my email-reading needs.
This is part of a translation of an email I got yesterday:
As recently as today, some of you received a message that the mailbox is allegedly drunk, with a link to validate your e-mail account.My first question is: how can mailboxes even afford to get drunk? The cheapest six-pack I can find is still like $25.
Sheesh. Share the love mailbox.
Although, to be fair, I guess my mailbox (if they're talking about mine) is only allegedly drunk. Not certainly drunk. Maybe I should not rush to judgement.
Also--I haven't quite figured out why my allegedly drunk mailbox would like me to validate my email account. If it's so drunk, I doubt it's very concerned about me getting my email. But, perhaps Norwegian mailboxes are just that damn hard-working and caring.
Oh for the love of drunk Norwegian mailboxes. Why can't we all be like you?