Unwanted Foursquare Medals

I’ve already written about the sad tale of my discovery that my sister Melissa died earlier this week, and the whirlwind of SUCK that followed. But if you’ll stick with me, I’ll share an entirely new view of the aftermath of my sister’s untimely death, through a view of Foursquare medals.

No really, I swear there’s a narrative in here.

As I shared previously, a series of late-night phone calls made me aware of what had happened. After a couple of attempts to reach me, my brother-in-law and my brother each separately left me voicemail messages in the middle of the night, and when I reached one of them by phone, I got the whole unfortunate story.

So what does this have to do with Foursquare? Well, I couldn’t sleep worth a damn after all of this… So I absent-mindedly decided to check in on Foursquare. And I got this medal:

Fast forward two days: I’ve made it through the day in Los Angeles, taken the red-eye flight home overnight, and finished the road-warrier’s cycle of unpack-laundry-repack before flying out to Nevada for the family gathering. I’m staying in a hotel/casino because the room rate was $32/night, and it’s hard to turn that down when the hotel is decent and the location is great. And as I check in on Foursquare, I get this medal:

As much as I love Foursquare medals popping up unexpectedly, I will say that these are two I could’ve done without. I’d gladly have slept through the night on Sunday, and woken up to discover there was no heartbreaking family tragedy a few hours before. And I would happily have waited another year before getting the “Animal House” badge for checking in at my hotel, especially because I have no idea which other two previous check-ins were “Fratastic” either.

Petulant and cliche though it may be, I really wish I could give these two medals back.

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