So this past week, an email shows up in my inbox from an address I don't recognize. Turns out it's from some guy I went on ONE match.com date with in Colorado, get this -- in 2001! Hello? To top it off, he attaches the SAME photo that he had on his profile eight years ago. Needless to say, he got the immediate delete.
Later on that night, I get a text message on my cell phone from the same guy, which frankly is just creepy, because I didn't get this cell phone number until after I moved back to New York in 2002. How the FUCK would he get my phone number? Again, relegated to the deleted-without-response bin.
Though for all I know, he could be sitting outside my building gettin' his Robert John Bardo on.
WTF? Dude? Are you serious? You were a LOSER. And you wore DOCKERS.
Seriously, do I gots to get me Gavin de Becker on speed dial?
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