As today is Valentine’s Day, I thought it fitting to finally get around to writing about how I romanced my wife into marrying me using social media.
In grad school, I met a bright and vivacious colleague who was always the first person to start up conversations with the room before class started. Fortunately her extroversion overcame the introversion that plagued me throughout my time in school and we became friends. In addition to being funny and kind, she was smart and hard-working which made her an ideal partner for group projects. She also shared my fondness for snark and would sit in the back row with me, actively contributing to the running dialogue about the class (nowadays the kids call this “tweeting”).
After grad school, we kept in touch and remained friends. She always had great insight when I was facing challenges at work, and I was more than happy to come speak to her colleagues about social media and lend a hand in the charitable efforts she was always investing herself in.
Everything always remained friendly and platonic because we were both in long term relationships. At some point both of our relationships ended and created the opportunity for a romantic spark.
The Proposal – Ver. 1.0
I can never do anything the easy way. Like most people who muster up the courage to make a marriage proposal, I wanted it to be as special as the person I was proposing to. I quickly realized this would be impossible, so I tried to think of something 1/10th as special as my future wife. Read more…
I’m starting to feel bad for Jack O’Dwyer; in an effort to support the narrative he’s trying to sell that PRSA is undemocratic (APR Fans Rout Unbelievers at Assembly), he published his first story about the PRSA 2010 assembly flash mob (Delegates Recognize Our Reporting) without doing enough research …and now he looks bad. Rather than admit his misunderstanding, he’s instead opted to believe there’s a massive conspiracy to silence me. Here’s an excerpt from an email he sent:
“As for Derek DeVries’s explanation of the pen presentations, he now calls himself a “goofball” as well as the others who gave me pens. I would like to talk to them. They may not agree.
This is only one person’s opinion. Somebody must have put a lot of pressure on him. He says this was arranged by “a bunch of goofballs.” Is that who is in the Assembly? Then he says PRSA had nothing to do with it. No one said this was an official action of the board.”
To that end, he’s been attempting to intimidate me via email and voicemail to admit to the nonexistent conspiracy – and now he’s published a blog post all about me (We’re Nutty and Inaccurate, Says Delegate).
In the interest of letting people judge for themselves what’s up, I present the bizarre, rambling voicemails O’Dwyer has left me:
I wonder if O’Dwyer realizes that becoming a target of his blog is probably the best career move I’ve ever lucked into…?
"...and you shall have no pie."As my parents tell it, when I was an infant my first word wasn't a word - it was an entire sentence. Very little has changed.
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