I don’t remember seeing Hey spelled with more than one y until I read Remainder earlier this year — there’s a funny recurring joke, at a Seattle-themed coffee chain the narrator visits with increasingly pathological frequency, “when you order they say Heyy! to you, then they repeat your order aloud.” Every time a barista in the novel says “Heyy–short cap” — which is many times — it made me laugh or at least inwardly smile. So I was happy when Caleb Crain on his blog said
At home my boyfriend and I use a certain physical gesture as shorthand to describe [the internet’s jazzy, hectoring style]. To make it, extend your index fingers and your thumbs so that your hands resemble toy pistols. Then waggle them before you, like a dude in a cheesy Western, while you wink, dip your knees, and lopsidedly drawl, “Heyyy.” The internet is always saying, “Heyyy.” It is always welcoming you to the party; it is always patting you on the back to congratulate you for showing up. It says, You know me, in a collusive tone of voice, and Wanna hear something funny? and Didja see who else is here? This tone is not absent from print; in fact, no page of New York magazine is without it.
Ed Park, alone in his hotel room in Seattle on his blog accepts a piece of praise from The Stranger:
“Nabokov writing The Office,” something like that, heyyyy, I’ll take it!
Let the googling begin:
- Hindi Film
- “Memorable quotes from Happy Days:” “The Fonz: Heyyy!”
- a zillion things on Flickr, YouTube, MySpace, etc, good-bbbbye