There are a fair number of things I do not understand in this world. I do not understand how to spell cappucchino (argh, foiled again), and I do not understand why, when Australia is more than 3x bigger than Greenland, Greenland looks 3x bigger than Australia on most maps. To be fair, I do understand that there are explanations (Italian, in the first case, Mercatur projection in the second), I just don't understand how those explanations work.
But this, that I am about to share with you? This I do not understand, nor do I believe there is a single logical, rational, or even irrational explanation for what follows. I received this in a fowarded email from my nutto little sister Crasey yesterday, and am inexplicably fascinated:
Apparently, a friend of Crasey's is getting married, and wrote the following note (verbatim) to her hairdresser:
Hi [name redacted],
I wanted to give you an updated list of how many girls will be getting hair and/or makeup on july Xth. There will be 5 for hair (including me) and 7 for makeup (including me). Do you accept checks for their payments? Who should they make it out to?
Thanks!
[Name redacted]
And this, apparently, was her response:
Hi [name]. Loken for to do your wedding. I well hav a assisten ef me your day wedding. I well col you getin clour. I wod leke to be paed in cach wf pasebol. I'm wk now I coll you tommor love [name].
Seriously? I neither understand, nor do I believe there is even an explanation because I've tried out every explanation I can think of, and none of them hold water. I am mystified, fascinated, and entertained.
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One of my favorite recent emails was from my sister, who was in Israel (I think) when she wrote it. Apparently the keyboards there have the z and the y in opposite places from American keyboards, with hilarious results. I loved reading about her crayz kazaking adventures with the lawzers.
She also had a g-chat conversation with my parents a few days after that, and claimed to be using a keyboard with no letters on it. It looked remarkably similar to the hairdresser's reply. My sister ended the conversation with "lober you, tume to go."
This hairdresser is obviously a teenager from Slovenia missing a few fingers.....duh.
I'd totally go somewhere else. That shit aint right.
if you read it really really really fast....
.... yeah, still doesnt make any sense...
I tried.
The Fairy King
It makes perfect sense to me. Apart from the word "pasebol" and one or two others.
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