By: By Dan Kenary, CEO and Co-Founder Published:
One of the greatest parties we have ever thrown was in June of 1987 to introduce Mass. Bay Brewing Company, Inc. and Harpoon Ale to the general public. We hosted it at the Cambridge Multicultural Arts Center on Second Street in East Cambridge. It was a very simple party as you would expect as it was thrown by four unmarried guys. We offered kegs of Harpoon Ale, bags and bags of donated of Smartfood, and a great band. To this day I have people tell me it was one of the most fun parties they have ever been to. We invited everyone who had helped us get the brewery up and running: lots of pals from high school who had helped lay carpet, paint high walls, thread pipe, etc. along with contractors, a consultant who had installed breweries all over the world (Charlie McElevey), our 35 investors, folks that had helped us with design and artwork, and plenty of people from accounts who we hoped would sell our beer. We finished all of the kegs that we brought to the party; the cops came several times to ask us to quiet down; couples were created, and best of all we had Smartfood to eat for the rest of the summer at the brewery. I remember waking up the next day at my apartment on Myrtle Street on Beacon Hill with a great but odd mix of people who had ended up spending the night. And it was all fueled by Harpoon Ale!
By: Julia Falk, Digital Marketing Manager Published:
If you told me 10 years ago that I would one day catfish someone I would have thought you were crazy. I didn’t even believe “being catfished” was a real thing – just a made up television show! Then the 2015 Harpoon St. Pats Fest happened…
I man the social media board at our festivals and without fail, someone tweets out their number (or better, their friend’s number), encouraging people to call/text for a good time. This has happened over a 100 times and for some reason, I decided, that this time, I was going to text the number on the screen to mess with the person. For the next 6 hours, I engaged with a person I did not know, strictly through GIF’s and meme’s. I knew not this person’s name, sex, nationality, favorite color – nothing. I only knew that they were at the festival, hilarious and potentially my new BFF/lover. From here on out, I shall refer to them as “Catfish”. For our last text of the night, during our employee after party, I deviated slightly from the GIF/Meme convo and for whatever reason sent a very close up picture of one of my fellow employee owners (who I should note, had no idea why I was taking the picture). Catfish invited me and some co-workers to a nearby bar but for one reason or another, it didn’t work out to meet and the texting stopped.
Then Harpoon Fest happened... Moments before the doors opened I received a GIF from none other than my lover, Catfish. They couldn’t make it to the festival but we GIFed and meme’d periodically throughout the weekend.
Then things got real at HarpoonOFest. Catifsh texted me Friday night of the festival and said “Saw you working the door…” I was a tad confused, one because this was a text with words and because I was definitely not working the door. Plus how would Catfish know if I was working the door or not?! They had no idea what I looked like! So I ignored the comment and sent a silly GIF to change the subject. Well, it turns out while I was not working the door, the person Catfish thought I was this WHOLE TIME, was. Remember that random close up picture I took off my coworker? His name is Matt. I fell in love with Catfish, but Catfish fell in love with Matt. When I sent that picture back in March, she assumed I took a selfie.
After showing multiple Harpooners the close up “selfie” from March, they pointed her in the direction of Matt. When she finally found him, she went up to him, almost jumping on him and said “it’s ME!” for which I can only imagine the dumbfounded look on Matt’s face. He knew nothing of Catfish and my relationship, or his small, but in reality HUGE part in the whole saga. When he explained he had no idea who she was, she showed him her phone, with pages on pages of texts, and his “selfie.” Matt, assuming one of his buddies was messing with him plugged the number in that Catfish had for him, and quickly realized “Oh, that’s my co-worker Julia.”
I then received two critical text messages simultaneously “You aren’t who you say you are” from Catfish and “You have a lot of explaining to do, find me immediately!” from Matt. And that my friends, is how you successfully catfish someone.* I’ll never be able to drink an Octoberfest beer without thinking about the time I catfished a total stranger, accidentally.
*I actually go to meet Catfish in person at Harpoon St. Patrick’s Fest in March of 2016 and let me tell you, Katie is totally awesome. And yes, we continue to communicate, via GIF’s and meme’s to this day. Matt, you should know, is happily engaged to his longtime girlfriend, who I believe, has no idea (until now) that Matt was involved, involuntarily, in catfishing.