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My unintentional pen pal
Jul. 13th, 2005 10:58 amI am in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada.
A man in the U.K. wrote me a letter. By the handwriting, he is probably elderly. It is a request for information about a tea that our Toronto office carries. I emailed the Toronto office and asked them to write to the man in the U.K.
The man in the U.K. wrote me another letter. It is almost word-for-word the same as the first. I assume that he forgot that he already wrote to us, or that he was worried that the first letter hadn't arrived. I discard it.
The man in the U.K. wrote me another letter. It is identical to the first two. I pin it to my bulletin board.
The man in the U.K. wrote me another letter. It is identical to the first three. I pin it to my bulletin board.
The man in the U.K. wrote me another letter. It is identical to the first four. I pin it to my bulletin board.
When the third letter arrived, I concluded that the man in the U.K. probably doesn't know that he has sent this letter so many times before. Having seen Alzheimer's and similar diseases in family and neighbours, I figure it is probably something like that. I think I'm going to write back, letting him know that I can't answer his questions. Maybe a family member or caregiver will get the letter and realise what's going on.
It just makes me a little sad. He just wants some tea, but even if he received it, he might not realise that he got what he wanted.
A man in the U.K. wrote me a letter. By the handwriting, he is probably elderly. It is a request for information about a tea that our Toronto office carries. I emailed the Toronto office and asked them to write to the man in the U.K.
The man in the U.K. wrote me another letter. It is almost word-for-word the same as the first. I assume that he forgot that he already wrote to us, or that he was worried that the first letter hadn't arrived. I discard it.
The man in the U.K. wrote me another letter. It is identical to the first two. I pin it to my bulletin board.
The man in the U.K. wrote me another letter. It is identical to the first three. I pin it to my bulletin board.
The man in the U.K. wrote me another letter. It is identical to the first four. I pin it to my bulletin board.
When the third letter arrived, I concluded that the man in the U.K. probably doesn't know that he has sent this letter so many times before. Having seen Alzheimer's and similar diseases in family and neighbours, I figure it is probably something like that. I think I'm going to write back, letting him know that I can't answer his questions. Maybe a family member or caregiver will get the letter and realise what's going on.
It just makes me a little sad. He just wants some tea, but even if he received it, he might not realise that he got what he wanted.
