Quirks

I had to create a bio for work today. Part of it included listing “Fun Facts” about ourselves. I was in a hurry and quickly sent an email to Trevor to help me out.

From: Wendy Fitch
Sent: Tuesday, May 02, 2006 3:09 PM
To: Trevor.Fitch
Subject: Help

So I have to put together a bio like the attached. I need you to help me be funny.

- What are fun things about me?
- What should I call the fun section? What about Wendy? WTF? (Better not).


Trevor’s reply was the best.

From: Trevor.Fitch
Sent: Tuesday, May 02, 2006 3:26 PM
To: Wendy Fitch
Subject: RE: Help

Lets see…..
Your love of puns is bewildering. That’s right, bewildering.
You got your picture taken in front of a donkey wearing a shirt and hat.
You’ve been in a French Canadian wedding and done the 2 kiss cheek thing. With a man and a woman.
Your mom has a cremated dog in an urn which is currently sporting a two piece swimsuit.
You make fantastic chicken parmesan
You make horrible pasta salad
You’ve been on the today show
You somehow got over a slightly uncomfortable (for the rest of us) obsession with Jessica Simpson. We’re still waiting on Nick Lashay (sp?)
You are a horrible singer but you never give up.
If a bird walked up to you carrying the bottom of someone’s shoes, your ass would be grass.
In the last 30 days you have lied on the floor in the garage and cried.
Your mom has worn your wedding dress more recently than you have.
You routinely wake up your husband by talking in your sleep. Sometimes you wake him up by laughing hysterically. In your sleep.

And then he sent a second email.

You really don’t (even though you swear you do) understand the concept of sea level.
Math makes you nauseous. (and I quote)
One time you threw a temper tantrum in the Target toy aisle. You were 24 years old, I believe.
You have good taste in paint colors.
You have more clothes than anyone I have ever seen.
Your love of the color pink, no matter how much I ridicule you for it, actually impresses me.
You never whine. Happy Opposite Day.
You keep our house clean. No matter how much I try to stop you.

That’s all I got. I’m going to try to leave soon. Bill has a table we can borrow, but I think it’s covered in beer. I told him it would be a last resort

Trevor loves my quirks and I love his. I do whine. I do pick my nose. I do shout at the top of my lungs when my favorite song is on. When you find someone that you can do these things with, and that they for the most part, enjoy, consider yourself very lucky.