So that attractive divorced Indian guy from Seattle I spoke of in my last post?
More like not-so-attractive, drives a yellow bug, was involved in an arranged marriage, might be gay, stage five clinger.
We met on match.com and during the date he told me he was concerned I was still talking to other men on the website because he had been looking to see when I was “last active.”
This stuff is too good to make up.
The next day he called and texted multiple times. Not one of which I responded to.
And yesterday I cut things off with him. And by cut off I mean sat on the phone for an hour trying to explain what chemistry was and how we didn’t have any.
He was mad. I finally hung up on him and was free at last.
Or so I thought.
He called tonight. I didn’t answer. He texted to say he called to apologize. Then this happened:
And just an update: my dermatologist took four skin biopsies from my back, stomach, leg and left boob. I’ve got large holes on my body now and was told to stay out of the water and away from the sun for two weeks. Awesome. It’s Florida, all there is is water and sun!