I was online the other night (shocking, I know) and got a IM from this guy at American Singles, where I have been a member for a couple of months (that’s where I met Andy, BTW). I only wish I had saved the conversation….
First of all, I have to mention the terrible grammar. That just drives me nuts. If you only speak one language, as many Americans do, you should at least know the basis rules of speech. But, I digress. He indicated that he had emailed me numerous times before (I never received anything) and that he had fallen in love with me the first time he saw my profile. Ok….Whatever, but he kept repeating it, over and over, until I finally asked if he was drunk (he said no, but I’m not sure…). Oh, and I’m so beautiful. He kept asking me to call him, so out of morbid curiosity, I did (and, damn it, forgot to block my number…). Rambling is not quite the word. In a nutshell, he promised to love me like I’d never been loved before, will share his house with me, reiterated that I’m beautiful and he loves me, and asked if I wanted to be single forever, or have someone who will love me like he will love me (uh, can I just jump off a bridge?).
I finally ended up hanging up on him. But, in the morning, discovered that he had called at 3:17 a.m. And again Sunday morning. And again in the afternoon. And again at 1:20 this morning. I am a little foggy on the details, as I was awakened from a dead sleep, but I believe I told him to fuck off. And followed that up with an email indicating that if he EVER contacted me again, I was calling the cops.
I hate to say it, but FW looks almost normal next to the weirdos I’ve met lately….