Many people who I know are enthused by my barhopping
project. Because I love to text, I send
out mass notices to 50+ people at my major milestones (e.g. 1st year
of barhopping, 1000 bars, 2 years of barhopping).
These were some of the responses back I got to my text
notice (in order of reception):
1) From my one soft-spoken Ph.D. student friend from Iowa:
Congrats !!!!
2) From my one (Puerto Rican) professor friend:
!Extraordinario hermano! Eres todo un pro.
3) From my one minister friend who’s a stand-up comic and
who I co-taught a church class with a few years ago:
You’re a madman. Stay strong.
4) From my one (Puerto Rican) friend who studies political
science:
Felicidades.
5) From my one friend from Missouri who I know through my
one lawyer friend from Missouri:
Congratulations, [the
initials of my 1st and last names]!!
Then, in a follow-up text:
V impressive
6) From my one friend from college who did her Ph.D. in
public health:
Wow!
7) From an (originally from Wisconsin) friend who used to
date my one friend from Buffalo:
Holy shit. How are you not an alcoholic.
8) From this radio guy I’m friends with because he was
dating my one (Irish) artist friend:
Holy shit! Congratulations
9) From my one friend from college who’s an actuary:
Sweet congrats! So are you retiring now?
10) From my one modern Czech literature professor friend:
That’s a good record,
but you can do better! Drop and give me
50!
11) From my one Ph.D. student friend who’s a short story
writer and very fervently intense and also loves to hang out and drink in bars
and meet people:
Damn. 1203 unique bars. How many are there in the greater [name
of the city I live in] area? What a fucking city. What a fucking gauge of life!
. . .
I love texting. I can
hear each and every one of their voices in their texts.
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