Maybe 2 months ago, one of my friends back in PA enlisted in the Marines. Long story short, this person has no connection to his family. He's five years younger than me. He's never been known to be very social. I spoke with him in person maybe a half dozen times my senior year of high school, and since then our friendship has been exclusively electronic.
The problem I'm having is that, having no relationship with his family, he sends all his allotted letters to me. Over the past 2 weeks, I've gotten 4 of them, and I really don't know how to respond to these things. How supportive am I supposed to be? Surely, being my normal, smamry assholish self would not be acceptable. And when the hell did postage stamps get so expensive? And why is there NO SPACE between the words on the letters? And why does he seem about 25 IQ points less satisfactory in handwritten writing than he does in typed stuff?
Also, on all 4 letters, he's gotten my address wrong, but they've still found their way to the correct location. I suspect that the Scientologists are just giving me an unlubed mindfucking. Seriously, I have no idea what to say to the kid. Half of me wants to write some potentially rudimentary supportive letter. My other half wants to send him a 10 page document comparing and contrasting the incorrectly theorised calculus/I-Ching connection with the mating habits of the Mandarin whitefish.
I probably should respond before he goes cr But what to say? And 37 cents? Jesus!.
The problem I'm having is that, having no relationship with his family, he sends all his allotted letters to me. Over the past 2 weeks, I've gotten 4 of them, and I really don't know how to respond to these things. How supportive am I supposed to be? Surely, being my normal, smamry assholish self would not be acceptable. And when the hell did postage stamps get so expensive? And why is there NO SPACE between the words on the letters? And why does he seem about 25 IQ points less satisfactory in handwritten writing than he does in typed stuff?
Also, on all 4 letters, he's gotten my address wrong, but they've still found their way to the correct location. I suspect that the Scientologists are just giving me an unlubed mindfucking. Seriously, I have no idea what to say to the kid. Half of me wants to write some potentially rudimentary supportive letter. My other half wants to send him a 10 page document comparing and contrasting the incorrectly theorised calculus/I-Ching connection with the mating habits of the Mandarin whitefish.
I probably should respond before he goes cr But what to say? And 37 cents? Jesus!.