First, it was sort of sad but sort of endearing. Then it just got pitiful. Then? All sorts of creepy.
Second Chance Guy is now Creepy Stalker Guy.
And, for your reading pleasure, he’s back!
First, this weekend, there was this text: As a friend, do you have plans next wednesday?
Uh, yeah. Next Wednesday, I’m filing a restraining order.
Then, today, this text: Will u check out my new match.com pic and tell me what u think?
Seriously? Considering that you’ve been texting me for a month and I haven’t yet responded, do you really think I’m going to take the time to review your photo and offer you feedback?
That’s the part that’s really creepy. I don’t think he’s going to show up on my doorstep. But I am amazed that someone has so little sense of boundaries and social nuance. Hell, not even social nuance at this point – social being-hit-with-an-anvil.
My friend CB has offered to text him and be all, “Why do you keep texting my wife? I just got back from Iraq and I will not put up with this shit! You’re gonna die!”
But I’m thinking that might be too subtle.