I met a weirdo on the interweb
Now, I've met lots of nice people on the internet - but it's the weird ones that stick in your mind. Such as the guy who borrowed a film off me in Cambridge and turned out to be so smelly, so hairy, so nervous and, well, so downright needy that I've never bothered getting it back.
Tell us about the strange people you've met on the internet.
( , Fri 17 Mar 2006, 9:31)
Now, I've met lots of nice people on the internet - but it's the weird ones that stick in your mind. Such as the guy who borrowed a film off me in Cambridge and turned out to be so smelly, so hairy, so nervous and, well, so downright needy that I've never bothered getting it back.
Tell us about the strange people you've met on the internet.
( , Fri 17 Mar 2006, 9:31)
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California Whacko's
I met this bird online...I think it was Love @ aol.com or some online dating program which was free...So I figured, what the hell...
She was Asian-American, which according to her meant she was "half Asian and half American" (her own words, not mine, apparently "American" is a race these days).
Now I have to say, she was gorgeous, in that way that only Asian women can be. She sent me several pics and I kept pressing for more and asking her to STAGE pics, thinking that way I will know they arent of some model. So she did them. And I was impressed.
We exchanged cell numbers and talked once or twice a week...all well and good...until, this one Friday afternoon, I was heading to Kennedy Airport to catch a flight to meet a client in Florida for the weekend and my phone rings...it is her and SHE is at Newark Airport (in New Jersey). She flew in to surprise me. [nailbiting starts now]
I am concerned.
I go to Florida, the entire time I am down there I am getting calls from her and then hang ups with no voicemail. Im concerned, but I had never given her my address or anything, so there is little harm can come of all of it, right?
Sunday night, I am heading home from the airport via cab and as I get to my apartment (a brownstone on the upper east side) I notice there are about 40 small notes taped to my front door.
The nutter found my apartment and must have come by my place 40 different times throughout the weekend DESPITE knowing I wasn't home. Each of her notes was as if she hadnt written any of the other ones...literally. Very random thoughts and scary.
A couple weeks go by and I call her. She picks up, but claims to be her older Sister (an older Sister I must add that she never mentioned, despite going on loads and loads about her BROTHER being the ONLY other child in the family!) and that the girl I had been communicating with was in the hospital after suffering a nervous breakdown in New York City and barely making it back to California!
Needless to say I got a new cell (despite the major pain in the ass of having to update all my clients with the new info) and started considering leaving that apartment.
Sic Semper Specialissimus
( , Tue 21 Mar 2006, 21:47, Reply)
I met this bird online...I think it was Love @ aol.com or some online dating program which was free...So I figured, what the hell...
She was Asian-American, which according to her meant she was "half Asian and half American" (her own words, not mine, apparently "American" is a race these days).
Now I have to say, she was gorgeous, in that way that only Asian women can be. She sent me several pics and I kept pressing for more and asking her to STAGE pics, thinking that way I will know they arent of some model. So she did them. And I was impressed.
We exchanged cell numbers and talked once or twice a week...all well and good...until, this one Friday afternoon, I was heading to Kennedy Airport to catch a flight to meet a client in Florida for the weekend and my phone rings...it is her and SHE is at Newark Airport (in New Jersey). She flew in to surprise me. [nailbiting starts now]
I am concerned.
I go to Florida, the entire time I am down there I am getting calls from her and then hang ups with no voicemail. Im concerned, but I had never given her my address or anything, so there is little harm can come of all of it, right?
Sunday night, I am heading home from the airport via cab and as I get to my apartment (a brownstone on the upper east side) I notice there are about 40 small notes taped to my front door.
The nutter found my apartment and must have come by my place 40 different times throughout the weekend DESPITE knowing I wasn't home. Each of her notes was as if she hadnt written any of the other ones...literally. Very random thoughts and scary.
A couple weeks go by and I call her. She picks up, but claims to be her older Sister (an older Sister I must add that she never mentioned, despite going on loads and loads about her BROTHER being the ONLY other child in the family!) and that the girl I had been communicating with was in the hospital after suffering a nervous breakdown in New York City and barely making it back to California!
Needless to say I got a new cell (despite the major pain in the ass of having to update all my clients with the new info) and started considering leaving that apartment.
Sic Semper Specialissimus
( , Tue 21 Mar 2006, 21:47, Reply)
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