1451698399 (N) by Annie Choi

Author:Annie Choi
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3, epub
Publisher: Touchstone
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Dear “A Guy,”

It seems like everyone knows you. But I guess this is no surprise. You’re a genuinely likable person who’s eager to help. You have at your disposal a variety of skills that the rest of us don’t have the time or will to learn. You are a guy who can retile the bathroom, install shelves in a closet, or build a bookcase for an odd spot in the living room. You are a guy who can rewire that broken outlet so now we can finally blow-dry our hair in the bathroom. You are a guy who can fix the garbage disposal and discover there’s a tea bag tangled around the blades. You once trapped a possum that came in through the doggie door and “dealt with it.” You are a guy who has a drill. Also a sander, an angle grinder, and a sump pump. You have a jigsaw too, but I don’t really know what that is. You are a guy with a truck who can take me to IKEA to buy a couch—speaking of which, are you available next Sunday afternoon?

You are a guy who can build a website or design business cards. You are a lawyer who can write a nasty letter to a landlord. You are a doctor who can write a prescription when I’m sick and have no health insurance. You know someone who might have freelance work for me. You can fix my computer and yell at me about backing up. You are good with cars. You are a bartender who’ll hook my friend and me up with drinks. You are a great chef—you even roast your own coffee! You’re also an Eagle Scout. You play drums. You were in a dog food commercial. You can get people a good deal on a flat-screen TV, a new laptop, a used car. You can get us into a time-share in Cancún, a house on Fire Island, a cabin in Tahoe. You have recommendations for London, Hong Kong, Chicago, or Berlin because you used to live there. You have a car in New York City, which means you have an impressive collection of parking tickets underneath the passenger seat.

I heard you got hit by a car while you were riding your bike, but you’re okay. I heard you were in a car accident and flew through the windshield. It happened a long time ago, but you still have scars. I heard you had Hodgkin’s but you’re fine now, after the chemo. Someone told me you fell on a table saw and had your fourth finger attached to where your index finger used to be. Another friend told me you went rock climbing and fell off a mountain. You had to get helicoptered out. Someone told me you spent time in jail for drugs, or maybe it was embezzlement. Either way, I heard you’re a guy who can get weed. I heard you drank so much you were rushed to the hospital and medics had to restart your heart.

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