RSVPs are like little gifts
I’m hoping to have some friends over in a few weeks. I emailed them to 1) save the date, and 2) properly set expectations.
From: Maile Ohye
Date: Mon, Jul 19, 2010 at 9:50 PM
Subject: Save the date: Saturday, August 7th!
Mi casa. No one leaves sober.
Several sweet, feeling-type people replied:
- “Looking forward to it!”
- “Can’t wait!”
- “It’s calendar’d!”
These people really are cuddly in-person — it’s cute how that correlates.
And there were fun RSVPs:
- “Hell yeah! It’s been too long since I last stumbled home drunk from your place.”
Agreed. My bad.
- “Are we allowed to hit on coworkers?”
I like where you’re going with this, and at my place, “inappropriate” DNE.
I think this response from my neighbor, though, wins the prize:
- “FYI. She is a lot of fun but I feel like I am too old for this kind of party. We will see how we feel.”