Yesterday I learned that Google has set up something called an “Inactive Account Manager.” Basically, if your Google account (not just Gmail) isn’t used for a certain period of time, Google will declare the account to be “inactive.” Sometimes this will mean that you switched over to a new e-mail address. More often it will mean that you’re dead.
If you’ve set up your inactive account manager, one of two things will happen:
Some of you may choose Option #1. You don’t want anyone looking through all the sexy selfies you took when you were young and spry, nor do you want people reading your e-mails. I get that.
I chose Option #2. Just in case. Especially since I’m responsible to customers now. I hope to live to a ripe old age, but if I get attacked by a mob of hungry koalas next week, I want to make sure that my Viticulture backers still get their games.
With Option #2, you’ll be prompted to enter a trusted friend or family member’s e-mail address. They won’t know you’ve chosen them as your Google beneficiary until your account becomes inactive, at which point they’ll get an e-mail. From you. From the past.
It was a tender moment for me to write my e-mail. It might seem a little morbid, writing an e-mail to someone that they will only read if you’re dead, but think of it more like Doc writing the letter to Marty that he receives at the end of Back to the Future II. It’s a chance to say hello and goodbye when you may have missed out on that opportunity in person.
Regardless, writing the e-mail is a surreal experience, one that you can only have by actually writing the e-mail. So if you’re an Option #2 type of person, go write that e-mail. Then come back here and let me know how it feels. I’m struggling to put it into words, so maybe you can do better than I.