by Ted L. Nancy
I sorely needed a break from Emma, so I breezed through this amusing little book. I don't usually read stuff that's strictly humor, and this is certainly like nothing I've ever encountered before. The author (I'm assuming he writes under a pseudonym) makes up letters pretending to be various wacky people in distress, or having odd requests, or wanting to make marketing suggestions- to huge corporations, famous people, large establishments, ritzy hotels, etc. The crazy thing is that then he mails them off- and more often than not, gets a response that tries seriously to deal with the customer service problem he presents- although I have to think many of the people who sat down to write him a reply were sniggering to themselves or scowling, and many are left unanswered, or get a flat refusal.
Some of Nancy's pretenses in Letters From a Nut? He saw a mannequin in a Nordstrom's window, thinks it looks just like his deceased neighbor, and wants to purchase it, to present to the bereaved family. He claims to have worked in a Florida hotel in 1960, where while cleaning a room he acquired Mickey Mantle's toenail clippings and now wants to send them to the National Baseball Hall of Fame Museum. He belongs to a nudity club and wants to attend an all-nude gambling tournament in Las Vegas. He is traveling to a resort and wants to bring his own vending machine (or ice-making machine, or stuffed easy chair, etc.) into his room. (All of these examples got replies). My favorite was the one about the ants. (You'll have to read the book.)
I have to admit some of the premises were rather lame, and a lot of them are repeated with only slight variations. But I read at least half of the letters out loud to my husband, and we laughed ourselves silly over it.
I read this book for the 9 for '09 Challenge. It's been on my bookshelf since around the time I was dating my husband- over four years ago. I won it at a game night with some church friends. I was tickled pink at having won a book- and my roommate at the time wanted to swap prizes with me- you won't even like that book! she protested. True, at the time I had no idea what it was, and maybe back then I wouldn't have appreciated the humor. But I'm glad to say that even though it took me a long time to get around to reading this book, I did like it.
Rating: 3/5 192 pages, 1997
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