This post has nothing to do with what I usually write about. This is pure indulgence for my sisters. I received the email below from my youngest sister in 1998. She was 16 anscrazy about the Backstreet Boys. My mom, god rest her soul, was apprehensive about letting Ashley go to stalk the group at the hotel they would be staying at while in Syracuse. To date, this is the best email I have ever received and it still makes me laugh. Enjoy!
From: AKM100@aol.com [mailto:AKM100@aol.com]
Sent: Monday, August 24, 1998 9:03 PM
To: alligirl@usa.net; jmayne@ntca.org
Subject: PLEASE HELP ME!!!!!!
Allison, and Jennifer-
I need you to do me the BIGGEST favor... on SUnday night is the Backstreet
Boys concert, and my friend's mom found out where they are staying. We have a
reservation, and EVERYTHING, but mom, and dad aren;t gonna let me go. PLEASE
try to persuede mom ALlison. I swear- i live my life for this concert, and if
i met them...i could die happily the next day. let's say i get hit by a truck
and die on the 31st- my life would be whole if i met them... if i don't meet
them- and i die- my life will be incomplete and sad...NOT TO BE PESSIMISTIC
about the death thing- I'm just trying to make a point. I NEED TO GO!!!!!!!! I
have been crying for the past 2 nights. I mean my friend's mom is gonna be
with us IN the hotel room ALL night. Mom thinks we're gonna be loud, and
rowdy- but we're not ALlison... we want to give these guys a good impression
like we're mature. When we meet them, we want to be composed, and treat them
like normal people...because they are. I try to get mom to understand this-
but she refuses to believe me. WE're NOT going to be loud, immature, and we
are NOT going to run around the hotel all night either. WE just HAVE to meet
them...heck I have to meet them!!!!!!!! So guys- PLEASE try to convince mom-
if you do...i will be in debt to you my WHOLE life, so PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE try to help me
out here allison, and Jennifer!!!! I NEED YOUR HELP!!!!!!! I'm counting on you
guys- mom trusts you... especially more then me. So PLEASE try, and convince
her. Thank you guys! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!
Love your loving sister who is a devoted Backstreet Boys fan,
Ashley k. Mayne
Sent: Monday, August 24, 1998 9:03 PM
To: alligirl@usa.net; jmayne@ntca.org
Subject: PLEASE HELP ME!!!!!!
Allison, and Jennifer-
I need you to do me the BIGGEST favor... on SUnday night is the Backstreet
Boys concert, and my friend's mom found out where they are staying. We have a
reservation, and EVERYTHING, but mom, and dad aren;t gonna let me go. PLEASE
try to persuede mom ALlison. I swear- i live my life for this concert, and if
i met them...i could die happily the next day. let's say i get hit by a truck
and die on the 31st- my life would be whole if i met them... if i don't meet
them- and i die- my life will be incomplete and sad...NOT TO BE PESSIMISTIC
about the death thing- I'm just trying to make a point. I NEED TO GO!!!!!!!! I
have been crying for the past 2 nights. I mean my friend's mom is gonna be
with us IN the hotel room ALL night. Mom thinks we're gonna be loud, and
rowdy- but we're not ALlison... we want to give these guys a good impression
like we're mature. When we meet them, we want to be composed, and treat them
like normal people...because they are. I try to get mom to understand this-
but she refuses to believe me. WE're NOT going to be loud, immature, and we
are NOT going to run around the hotel all night either. WE just HAVE to meet
them...heck I have to meet them!!!!!!!! So guys- PLEASE try to convince mom-
if you do...i will be in debt to you my WHOLE life, so PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE try to help me
out here allison, and Jennifer!!!! I NEED YOUR HELP!!!!!!! I'm counting on you
guys- mom trusts you... especially more then me. So PLEASE try, and convince
her. Thank you guys! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!
Love your loving sister who is a devoted Backstreet Boys fan,
Ashley k. Mayne
1 comment:
Allison - I am so glad you saved this email! To say we were obsessed is an understatement. However, that summer, and all of the shenanigans leading up to the concert of a lifetime (cough), continues to be one of the funniest memories in my life and to this day, I can't help but smile when I hear one of those amazing pop classics from BSB :)
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