Why I love my job

I need to adopt the fervent passion of the subscribers of the publication for which I am employed. I've recently decided that their earnest desire to make their points clear is going to inspire many of my English papers this year. Let me provide you with examples of said fervor, which are generally sprawled across the fronts of returned envelopes:

1. "Take me off your mailing list!!!! This publication is a cancer spreading throughout this land!!! You have many victims, including my mind!! AWAY WITH YOU!!" (Yes, written in all caps)

2. "EVERY TIME I GET THIS, IT GOES IN THE TRASH." (Also all caps)

3. "If I get one more of these, I will sue you for harassment in the court of small appeals in Louisiana!!!"

4. "I wouldn't give dogs crap for this!!"

However, we do have equally enthusiastic fanatics:

1. "Don't ever stop sending this!! I have friends who need my information to save them! They are DEMOCRATS!!!! They need our help."

Ok, so the enthusiasm doesn't run as thick with the lovers of the publication...or least the examples aren't as frequent. Or perhaps I simply enjoy reading the hate mail more, and subconsciously skip over the words of appreciation?

Actually, the more I consider it, the more I believe that to be the case. There really are copious amounts of letters of support and donations. After all, the publication is becoming increasing popular and is generally held in high regard, and duly (dewly...) so.

However, (in my best Flynn Rider voice...) guys, I want more hate mail!

Things that make my boyfriend's eyes roll...and other such nonsense

This is a blog in which I intend to duly note interesting, awkward, and otherwise peculiar events that happen in my life. Please do not anticipate discovering the great profundity of Hannah, or finding a wealth of inspiration for your daily life. In fact, this blog will largely consist of anecdotes, puns, and lists. I love lists. If these do not appeal to you, I would avoid this blog at all costs.

I would like to begin a list at this very moment. This list is what I like to call "Things that make my boyfriend's eyes roll." I enjoy making his eyes roll more than almost anything else in the world.

Things That Make My Boyfriend's Eyes Roll:

1. I spent sometime at my boyfriend's house earlier this month. One evening at supper, I was struck with an opportunity to allow a pun to escape from my mouth. (Note the passive voice. I do not actively pursue such punnery. It just happens. It is not my fault.)  His mom was mentioning how she had not yet tackled a certain hake recipe. My immediate response was "Ha! Tackle! Fish!" Yes, my boyfriend's eyes rolled. Thankfully, his mom laughed. Whether it was out of sympathy, I do not know and do not wish to know.

2. The other evening, I was attempting to impress my boyfriend with my profound knowledge of the differences among meteors, meteorites, and meteoroids. However, somewhere along the way, I (shockingly) erred. I then proceeded to exclaim, "Ha! I was meteorWRONG about meteorRIGHTS." An eye-roll followed shortly thereafter.

3. I won't even go into the time I tried to explain the title of my blog to him.... But, I'm sure that is causing many eyes to roll. Not just his.

I suppose I should begin to keep my brilliant puns to myself.

Dewly noted.

Or not....