We’re looking for someone to write 350 one hundred word generic testimonials. Each testimonial needs to have one word in it that is not commonly used in the English language, like in the examples below. These testimonials need to be written about fictitious restaurants, retail stores, service providers, etc. Seven characters need to be created, each of which will be the voice for 50 of these. For instance, Character 1 could be a single mom with two kids, works during the day, sends the kids to school and day care, and tries to buy only organic food. Character 2 could be a father of four, married, likes pizza, cheeseburgers, and Monday Night Football. I can do the characters or you can do the characters. It doesn’t matter to me. What does matter is price. I need a low price for 350 of these due by 2/28. If the client likes them he wants at least 500 more.
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Examples
I slunk through the door, hoping nobody my wife knows would see me. Her latest round of dietary authoritarianism had driven me to this tiny restaurant in search of non-macrobiotic nourishment. I seated myself at a corner table. The waiter arrived almost instantly. I interrupted his recitation of the specials to order the stewed rabbit because in my ferociously hungered state, I felt I could relish a bit of leporicide. It was excellent. The farm-bred rabbit didn’t have a gamey taste. Served in a rich, thick broth flavored with onion and fresh herbs, the rabbit was stewed with potatoes and carrots and came with thick slices of fresh bread. It was a hearty meal and I’ll be back.
It seems my wife has written a bromography on the foods that we don’t eat, an entire treatise. Her dietary management may help us to live forever, but I’m just not sure it’s worth it. Not if it means giving up lunches like I had today. It was simple, but near perfect. A small steak, served on a piece of sourdough bread toasted, a splash of au jus. Hearty steak fries, seasoned with chipotle. A salad with crumbled feta, a drizzle of olive oil, a splash of balsamic vinegar, a squeeze of lime. Not macrobiotic, not vegan, and not local. But pure heaven in its delicious, elegant simplicity.
My wife and I arrived at this health food store, she in search of an exipotic, to purge me of the contaminates I’ve picked up cheating on the vegan diet she’s chosen for us. We were amazed at the smell of baking in the air. To my surprise, it was vegan cookies and brownies. But, here’s the real shocker. Instead of the dry cardboard flavor and texture I’ve come to expect from vegan attempts to replicate real food, the cookies were moist and flavorful. And, the brownies – rich and delicious. I eluded the threatened purgative, distracting her by buying lots of delicious baked goods to take home.
