My friend Dolly has been great about churning. She has been helpful, supportive, fun encouraging and every other awesomely positive thing you can say about someone who has been, well... awesomely positive. On Monday she went super duper out of her way to help me find a date because, you see, I don't have a date for this week. I asked Dolly to help me find someone, anyone, and this is how it played out, with actual copy and paste from emails sent between Dolly and her coworker Butch.
Email Dolly sent to four coworkers, including Butch:
My friend Betti is trying this new thing. She calls it churning. To churn, you go on a bunch of dates with a bunch of different people. You just date a lot. She’s trying to go on a date a week. Do any of y’all know single dudes that would be up for a casual date this week?
--> After a couple of emails, Butch and company wanted photos of me.
Update from Dolly after some back and forth with Butch:
then butch forwarded me the request for photos, said his friends were being very, very classy and i said jesus christ he needs photos? and paul should stalk you like a normal person and then i gave butch your public facebook link.
--> Ahh, Facebook, the great connector.
Response from Butch's friend:
guys, you do know that girl WORKS AT MY FUCKING COMPANY, right?
Butch:
this city is really goddamn tiny
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Oh yes, that is right. Of all the men in DC, this email was sent to seven people and I literally work with one of them! When I found out that my Facebook page was sent around like a virtual calling card and ended up on my colleague's computer I was mortified. Then I was absolutely and totally mortified. Then I laughed. I made an excuse to go into his office and ask a question and he didn't mention it at all, nothing. I realized that I had to bring it up and make light of it or it really would be embarrassing. So I brought it up over chat and laughed about it and so did he. He said he wasn't going to bring it up so I am glad I did. Long story short: one less available dude for churning.
