January 10, 2024.
It was a cold Wednesday morning.
10:36 am to be exact.
I had just surfaced from a deep dive into short interviews with Mandy Patinkin. He discussed his time filming one of my favorite movies: The Princess Bride.
I texted a friend:
I was deep in my affection for Mandy Patinkin and André the Giant, and Princess Buttercup, and the whole inexplicably wholesome cast.
Fast forward to that evening.
5:10 pm.
My sister dropped off one of her love-bomb gifts.
It was a patch.
“Hello. My name is…”
Naturally, I texted the patch to my friend.
And then things escalated.
Flare.
My friend understood the reference.
More importantly, she understood the assignment.
She leaned in:
January 11, 2024 at 10:04 am:
And just like that, we were in Office Space territory.
Minimum required flair.
I wrote that we may have lost on Jeopardy.
She responded:
I wasn’t done.
IYKYK.
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