Something most people don’t know about me is that I am anal as hell about my email. My inbox looks like a perfectly organized sock drawer. Everything is matched, color-coded, filed and labeled. If only my sock drawer looked like my inbox, my life would probably be perfect. But my sock drawer is a disaster. Maybe I’m so fastidious about my inbox because I had a boss who would go off on me if I ever lost an email. Out of fear of her wrath, I got into the habit of saving every email.
Over my last four years at TheFrisky, I have acquired 47 unique nesting labels. I know because I just counted. One of them — the most special to me — is “Reader Emails,” color-coded olive green. I say that this file is the most special to me because it reminds me of what’s important about my job: all of you. I’m not just being an earnest cheeseball either. I promise. The internet is interesting in the sense that there is so much anonymous interaction taking place in a public forum that it’s easy to lose touch with the personal aspect of my job. And I think it’s important to be reminded. So, seriously, thank you to anyone who’s ever taken the time to send us an email. In honor of The Frisky’s 5th birthday, I went back through the “Reader Email” archives and pulled a few of my all-time favorites.
Thoughts from a reader abroad:
You don’t know me — I don’t have a reader comment name. But that’s because as a Peace Corps Volunteer living in a remote province in Western Mongolia, I’m afraid my comments might not be relatable to the other readers and I really don’t want to be ‘that girl’. No one wants to read “you’re lucky you even have a bar to fight in, Ed Westwick!” or “Justin Bieber’s new perfume probably smells better than a blowtorched sheep head, at least.”
However, I am an avid Frisky follower and have been throughout the duration of my service. During the long, cold winters the trudge from my sparsely heated apartment to my even colder workplace was made much more enjoyable knowing that there was a new update on love, life, stars and style once I arrived at the library where I work. Sometimes it would take me a whole day to pour through an awards night slide-show since the power and connectivity here is so rough. But those days were always full of imagination and glamor because of your site.
In Tracy Kidder’s book on Dr. Paul Farmer, “Mountains Beyond Mountains,” she says that “lives of service require lives of support” and though you probably had no idea, your support helped me move mountains here. Having a window through which to view the Western world was a relief and the time I spent reading your site reconnected me to my roots and friends back home. It was so comical to me when people started hating on your writers. How could anyone find the biggest thing that connects me to American pop culture anything but awesome?!
At any rate, my service here is coming to a close. But I know even though I’m packing my bags to move on in the world, I will continue following The Frisky. Cambodia awaits with exciting job opportunities and though it’s slightly more developed in Phnom Penh than here in rural Mongolia, I know I will go on reading unflaggingly.
As the great Ms. Rolland once said “love lives in strange places” and there’s plenty of love for ya’ll out here in Khovd, Mongolia.
I have no idea what this was in reference to, but it made me happy anyway:
Wording be damned. If the discussion generated from a piece taken from a scientific study doesn’t relate to the science, you know its hit a chord. I mean, it’s not like anyone can actually read the authentic article from DailyMail and ruminate before catching foot in mouth disease or broadcasting their small mind-itis. After all, it’s so hard to complete that one additional click, and way to much fun to go off half cocked…
It’s time to cry, the reader email edition. This one was so moving that we reposted it on the site:
Just a brief note to express gratitude. My sister Sandra has been undergoing treatment for leukemia the past year, and recently passed away. I wanted to let you know that every day up until a couple weeks ago, she would read your blog or have someone read it to her. She rarely missed a day, and constantly talked about the funny stories and uplifting distractions. You were a wonderful alternative to the stark reality of her condition, and I can’t tell you how many times we caught her laughing over your site, or buried in some article that she found fascinating. I am not a follower of The Frisky myself, but on behalf of our family I would like to thank you for giving Sandra something to smile about. Keep up the good work and know that you are touching more people than you could possibly know. God bless.
This one wins the WTF compliment award:
hello my name is ***, i believe that you are a white witch “snake lady” share some spells with me that make wishes come true please thank you
Unsolicited advice from a Jewish grandma after writing about being dumped by a guy who didn’t think I was Jewish enough:
I’m Jewish and a grandma. My first husband was a religious jew — he had no respect for my views or my independent mind. Makes no differencewhether he is Jewish or Gentile. Respect for another’s belief is core to a good relationship. You would have had to sit in the back of the synogogue (can’t even spell it) Temple !! You would have to OBEY your husband, just as a muslim wife does.
The best thing to do when serious with a man is to spend a weekend with his family and see how his father treats his mother. Really watch.It’s worth a million discussions – cause unconsciously this is his role model. Even if he is determined to be different –that is his default mode.
My granddaughter called me the other day and asked me why I liked being a Jew –I’m a cultural jew & dropped all observances after my kids were Bat Mitzvah. Now here’s the strange thing. I thought about her question.
My answer was an eye opener for my other kids. I said because being Jewish I was allowed to think. No brainwashing (‘cept for food) Being able to and free to think is the precursor for common sense.
Go to a friends family communion or a christian funeral. They take that stuff seriously !! And as you grow older, what you gave up comes back. Watch his parents.
In response to a Dating Don’ts about ghosting (clearly this woman’s love life is way more interesting than mine):
To start off, I completely agree with you. I have been ghosted once in my dating life and since then have a slight but still constant fear that it will happen again, which totally sucks. I dated a guy for almost 5 years who I was madly in love with, I eventually broke up with him the slow band aid peel off way because I just wasn’t getting what I wanted out of the relationship. I bought him tickets to Mexico for anniversaries and he bought me spanx..you see the problem? Really bad boyfriend material for sure. After that break up I was thrilled to be on my own and met a cute, interesting, and funny guy a couple months later. He was from Turkey (weird- honestly who the hell is from turkey?) Anyway, we “dated” casually for about two months. During this time we went out with friends, went to a few dinners, I never slept with him thank god but I was seriously considering it. We ended up going to a Tiesto concert together with friends in Atlantic City, which I thought was a great time. The next day we went home and I didn’t hear a peep from him, nothing. One week later and PISSED off, not because I really liked him but because honestly who does this idiot think he is? So I did what any mature, young professional would do and wrote him a lengthy e-mail about how he sucks and I’m so happy we were done and how I will most likely never see him again unless he happens to be parking my kids cars in the future (he parked cars which is no big deal but I was using my bitchiness hard) and that was that. His response was NOTHING and it made me feel much better. Now I tend to avoid guys who a) live at home b) never been in a real relationship c) park cars.
Wisdom gleaned from 5 Reasons Why Having A Plant Is Better Than Having A Boyfriend:
Ami, I really loved reading your article, It makes me want to fill my life with plants and get rid of all the dreck.
Random ego boost:
At the risk of sounding stalker-y, I’m in love with your hair on the “What We’re Wearing” posts on The Frisky! What products do you use to style your hair? Better yet, do a post on The Frisky about styling curly hair!