Nothing I Can Do About it Now

October 25, 2007

Creyshan

Filed under: Uncategorized — dregina @ 2:06 pm

When Cristian was a lad of 18, he ordered his first set of personal checks. Cristian saw the moment as a benchmark – a fledgling step from the nest, away from a childhood stifled by financial stability, into a much more exciting adult life featuring precarious insolvency and cans of beans.

You can imagine his excitment when, a week later, the checks arrived.  

Alas, Cristian had not thought about the importance of writing clearly when filling out official forms. He used his trademark lefty scrawl, which resembles nothing so much as the handwriting of a bounden slave in the trammels of opium addiction.

It fell to an unfortunate clerk, a faceless hero whose name we shall never know, to decipher each letter of Cristian’s name. How long he struggled we can only guess, but we do know what he came up with:

Creyshan Vilklabas.

And that, my friends, is the story of Creyshan Vilklabas, AKA Cristian Villalobos, AKA the guy who will come up to you, take a scrap of paper out of his own pocket, covered with his own handwriting, and ask you if you can decipher it for him.

True story.

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3 Comments »

  1. I’m a lefty, and I have great handwriting. But, I’m a girl, and we strive to achieve great handwriting in the lower grades. I spent countless hours as a girl with purple- and green-ink pens, writing my name, surrounded by flowers.

    Comment by Joy — October 28, 2007 @ 9:02 am

  2. My mother’s heart was broken by my handwriting. She bought special pens, spent hours with me (“why did you pause at the top of that letter?” “why is that line so wiggly?”) to no avail. That was back when Palmer Method was taught in grade school & we were, in fact, graded on penpersonship. To this day, if I think I will want to be able to read something I’m writing at some point in the future (not as often as you might think) I make a special effort and I always print.

    Comment by uj — October 31, 2007 @ 2:16 pm

  3. ok. nearly wet my pants laughing out loud. but hell, I’m 62, not a rare thing.

    Comment by Hamburger — November 4, 2007 @ 6:12 am


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