Mr. Macedonia-Obama Man has emailed me. Here is what he writes:
You know … I was going to ask you to marry me, but now that I have found out how snarky you can be … the wedding is off!
I love how he declares “the wedding is off” as though I would have had no say in any of it anyway. What wedding? The one in your head? Is your name Muriel, by any chance? Do I even know you? He also seems to assume that I should be flattered by his near-proposal.
So he’s just gonna take his toys and go home now! “The wedding is off!” stamp-stamp-stamp-slam door! That’ll show her! See what she’s turning down! She’ll miss me, boy, I’ll show her!
People are so crazy. I find it exhausting. And yet also kind of funny. Like I said in that first post: my Macedonia book excerpt continues to get me into trouble and brings me the attentions of all sorts of lunatics.
