A few minutes ago, I checked my mailbox/inbox at work. In it I found a bright blue card addressed to me. I thought it was a little strange, because it's not my birthday. I turned the card over and saw who sent it, "Creepy John". I let out a scream and my co-workers peeked out of their offices.
Everyone at my office knows the story of "Creepy John". So I proceeded to show them the greeting card he sent me.
It had a cloud on the front in the shape of a smiley face and the inside was blank... except for the following handwritten message:
"Jane, I regret that I insulted you. I did not mean to. You were correct when you said that we do not know each other well. But, you are someone that I want to know better. I admire your wit, your directness and your smooth persona. Give me a 'fair trail' (I believe the word he was going for was 'fair trial', but he misspelled it.) Yours, John"
Happy "trails" John, because you already had a "trial" run... it was called the "first date".
I'm a little sick to my stomach...
Dear No-Longer-Dating-Helen,
ReplyDeleteAccording to Hermosa Beach (who can't seem to figure out how to post a message on the website, so he calls me on my cell) I any attention I give him will encourage him. Hermosa Beach thinks I should never acknowledge "Creepy/Stalker John" again. I'm thinking Hermosa Beach is on to something.
I have to say, I am a lot more conscious of my surroundings. I'm always checking to see if I'm being followed. You can tell Marvan that I am going to start carrying around my "little black box" again (a/k/a my "Radio Shack rape alarm").
-Jane
Dear El Viejo,
ReplyDeleteGreat to see you posting on my blog! Don't worry... I'm taking all of the knowledge that I gained while working with you and being extremely cautious. And, I know exactly who to call if it gets "too creepy"... You!
Yours affectionately,
AG (a/k/a Dater Jane)