I get an email, totally out
of the blue. It’s from Josh (not his
real name). He asks me if I’d like to
meet someone. The guy sounds great. Josh says of him:
My sister’s ex is a real nice guy – everyone
liked him and stayed in touch even
after they got divorced 15+ years ago. His
name is Theo (also a made-up name)
and he lives in NY and FL. He’s an
accomplished (but not famous) actor who still very much plies his craft. He’s a
very good golfer. And a generally very
entertaining fellow – well read, artsy.
On the other hand he thinks with the
other side of his brain more than I do.
Josh includes a photo of Theo
and a link to his Facebook page. Age appropriate. Salt and pepper hair. Nice dimples.
Leading-man good looks.
Maybe this is the one.
I remember the psychic I saw
last month telling me I was going to meet a man with salt and pepper hair. She said we were going to have a great
relationship. I immediately email Josh and
tell him I’d like to meet Theo.
Within 24 hours I get this
email:
Hello Lynne,
I have heard from my ex, Laurie Adler (another name I changed), that her
brother Josh has told you about me and that you are interested in meeting
me
next time I'm in New York.
I'd be more than happy to make your acquaintance, but I am most
interested
in finding a place to stay during the next 3 weeks while I work on a
role
in a new play at HERE performing arts center in Soho.
I have had the pleasure of meeting many of Josh’s friends and liked them
all,
so I am perfectly comfortable asking you to consider putting me up if at
all
possible. I am an exceedingly unmessy houseguest and handy as well.
I can't say you would be doing a great service to the theater, but I
could
probably get you mentioned in the program and tickets to the event. If
it's
possible you might be able to accommodate me please let me know what
you
think and how we might go about it.
I thought of calling you just now but felt you might be busy on a Saturday,
though you may suspect I am very eager to talk with you.
If this request is entirely outside the realm of possibility, that's certainly
understandable and you need not explain your reasons to me, and we can
go about
the arrangement of a meeting once I'm situated in Manhattan.
I look forward to hearing from you.
Cordially,
Theo
It is good to know that Theo’s
heard I want to meet him and that his meeting me is secondary to having a free
place to stay for three weeks.
I re-read the email, making
sure I've read it correctly, and that’s when I notice —Theo is handy. Now I know how to respond:
Dear
Theowe,
It
is good to know that you aren’t messy, but I am more interested in
your skill
at being handy.
Because
you are a friend of Josh’s, and I like Josh, I feel perfectly
comfortable
asking you if you could tear out my 60-year-old-baseboards,
deal with all the
cable wires, prime the new baseboards that you can
buy at Home Depot, and then
install them.
I
can’t say this would be doing a service to the field of real estate, but
I
could mention you to future clients who may need some handiwork done,
and I may
even be able to get permission for you to attend one or two
open houses with
me.
If you
suspect that I am eager to talk to you, you would be right. I have
become fixated on my ugly baseboards
and am hoping you might be the
solution to getting them re-done.
Let
me know if this is possible, and then I’d be happy to accommodate
your staying
here.
Sincerely,
lyn
An answer of "bite me" would have been too good for him. Sincerely, Andrea's cousin
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