Wednesday, January 9, 2013

I'M OUTTA MY LEAGUE HERE

Today, someone referred to me as a "Wordsmith: Master Class". To which I laughed, but responded, "I'll take that!".

I suppose when sitting down to write an email or a marketing piece, I can have a way with words. For some reason, I do NOT have the same talent when it comes to writing about myself. Seriously. I am horrible when it comes to writing about me. Thankfully, this blog is a hobby so I don't have to sell it. Ah yes...hobby. We'll get to that.

Other people seem to have a certain knack when it comes to writing about themselves, it seems. I met someone recently and in getting to know this person, we've exchanged some emails. Yes...in 2013, life is busy and during the hours of 8-6, I'm working and don't have time to talk. I am, however, able to send out a quick email/text here and there. So, unfortunately...or fortunately, as the case may be...sometimes you are left to get to know someone in the beginning stages in this way. So be it.

This type of communication can always be a little tricky. You can read into things. Apply inflection to words the author had no intention of receiving such attention. Basically, put your foot in your mouth. Embarrass yourself. Your iPhone auto-corrects words, or letters are too close to other letters which cause unfortunate errors. Such as changing "sick" to "suck". "Paid" to "laid". But you laugh about it and move on.

Now, I'm a sarcastic person. No doubt about it. I enjoy someone who can joke, but I have to admit...I was one-upped today.

It went a little something like this (I have to put the entire email because, as usual, it started off completely normal!):

Hey Terri,
So how is Rosie doing with all this rain? My dog is going nuts.
Talking about places to eat...you had me at queso! I actually had a new place (Pluckers) queso for the 1st time last night which was really good.
Have you been to Kellys there in Allen next to the convention center?
That is awesome that you have worked in media and college athletics also. I am finally catching my breath this week. It was a great season but for the 2nd year in a row kind of got a dud for the title game.
Ok..my unusual hobby?? Hint: It is one of these two: a) I juggle flaming nude circus midgets while humming Justin Bieber tunes; or, b) I participate in a nude sports/fitness group...
Kolby



Ummmmmm...so what to do? This person who has been extremely normal (would like to point out that he even referred to himself as 'normal' at first introduction) has completely thrown me a wicked curve. So what do you do? Do you ignore? Do you run the other way? Do you think, 'I think I'm being played and will not be one-upped'?

Did I mention I'm sarcastic?


Hi Kolby,
Let's see here...I could make some small talk about the Shops at Allen (yes, I've been there...great places) and how my dog, too is not loving the rain. But, I'm gonna have to go straight to the hobby comment (surprised?!) and say, "Whhhhaaaaaa???"!
While both are confusing, I'm going to have to guess the second only because I can't imagine the physical and mental tenacity it would require to juggle small people...while they are (very unfortunately)on fire...not to MENTION while humming Justin Bieber tunes. The music choice definitely takes it up a notch in the degree of difficulty.
Which leads to: what in the world is a nude sports/fitness group?! Is this the politically-correct term for 'porn' these days?! That being said, what is the politically-correct term for 'way-outta-my-league-and-interest'? Now seems like as good of a time as any to mention you lead with the word "Normal" when we met. Just sayin'...
Terri



Folks, I can't make this stuff up.

Next...please.

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