My most recent musical endeavor was to learn how to play acoustic guitar. Since I've been strapped for cash (an undergraduate degree followed by a graduate degree is quite expensive!), it fell upon my generous friend Max to impart his patience and his knowledge. And when I say patience, I mean PATIENCE. As I said before, I'm not the greatest at remembering to practice, or cut my nails, or tune guitars... So the hours he spent going over the same few chords (G, D, Em, C...) must have been excruciating...
Dear Max,
Though I'm still no Eric Clapton or Pink Floyd, I want to thank you for all the time you put into teaching me the basics of guitar. I cannot imagine how frustrating of a student I must have been. You never complained once or bugged me about practicing (though maybe you should have!) and you even complimented my fingertip callouses.
Stella (my car) also appreciates you. She told me the other day as I was cruising I-169, that she's glad her new owner already knew a little bit about stick shift driving before taking her out on the open road. I told her it was all thanks to you. And your Audi. That probably hates me because I stalled it so much. Lastly, I want to thank you for helping me get the lowest Spanish grade I've ever received in my entire academic career. Yup, gracias for talking to me during class! I'll never understand why I got in so much trouble and you sailed through with your 4.0. You've claimed it was your "good looks and your charm," but that's debatable!
Truly though, I am thankful to have a friend as generous and talented as you.
Gracias chico!
Tu amiga,
Susanita
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