Emails to Joe White

Have you ever opened your eyes and forgotten just who you were?  Maybe I’m a sexy southern belle with no desire to settle down, or am I supposed to be delivering sushi to the Upper East Side?  Wait, aren’t I a stripper with a fascination for bathrooms?  Oh no, I remember now, I’m a part-time waitress at a Mexican cantina who just started taking ESL classes at night.  Phew…that was scary.

Life is weird and wonderful and sometimes you’re given a gift that you can’t believe you have.  Is ‘work’ supposed to be this much fun?  Am I really sharing the stage with this incredible cast?

Hi, I’m Rena Strober and I’m currently playing a plethora of women in Joe White’s life in the wacky romantic comedy ‘White’s Lies’ at New World Stages.  I never thought schizophrenia could be so much fun!  I’d like to take this opportunity to introduce a few of these women to the friends of ‘White’s Lies.’  Sometimes I feel they’re terribly misunderstood and judged wrongly.  I think the best way to give you a glimpse into their hearts is to share with you emails they have sent to Joe.
Enjoy!

From dblackheels68@yahoo.com:
Hi sexy!  
I had a great time at your office last night…I hope the paper cuts heal quickly. I still think they were all worth it. ;)  Thanks again for introducing me to all those fancy scotches. I never knew how warm they would make me feel.
Call me!
-D

From pitagirl72@columbia.edu
Joe, I don’t like games, unless I know I’m going to win.  I’ve owned guns bigger than you.  I want you on Tuesday.
Bang bang
Y.L





From LesLes494@theWNBA.net 
Yo, it’s Les, I spoke to Debbie and she’s really into meeting you for a drink.  I guess we’ll all go out together J  Call us!

From CanCanLoo@walmart.com 
Joey Joey, I love you soooo much did you ever wonder why paint smells like that I hate my neighbor my bellybutton smells. What was I saying…oh..i love you and think my dad and his friends would want me to make a baby with you named Arnold. Did I leave my favorite holiday inn pen in your pants there is a noise in my ear I love tile when it’s cold. I love you you you youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…hi joey…didyou call me and I missed it? Call the bar and my dollar just got stuck in there…ewww…oh wait..it’s out..i love my dollars. I love you. Hi joey

From Carmelcorn@misojos.com
Yo se que no hablo ingles bien, pero creo que eso podemos olividar y seguir con el connection que tenemos.  Tus ojos dicen todo ... y tu cuerpo, tambien.  con tigo me das cuenta que no necesito un hombre de mi pais.  Te quiero.  Quiero cubrirte con una margherita pegajosa y lamerla despacito.  Llama me.