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He Says, She Says...



(He: Some freakin nutjob a friend met online)

(She: A friend)



I'm gonna protect my friend's name, so where ever you see a {FRIEND}, her name was removed. I never met Ron, but I can tell he's a dweeb. I just ** a few letters because I don't want to blatantly identify him, but I couldn't care less if people find out. They didn't get it from me.

 

He says, after a few dates and some tongue action:

 

>----- Original Message -----
>From: romantic_**iter@talkmatch.com
>Sent: Wednesday, April 30, 2003 9:39 AM
>To: m******3@msn.com
>Subject: Hey There...
>
>{FRIEND}
>
>How's it going?  Sorry I didn't call you back yesterday.  I picked Nick up
>after work and he invited a friend over to play, then by the time we took
>that kid home, got dinner, finished his homework and we both bathed, I was
>officially beat down...  :-)
>
>I've been thinking about how you keep saying that you want to move away and
>how you smoke weed and I have a real problem with both of those things.
>
>I'm not trying to be a jerk here, by e-mailing, but this way I can explain
>everything carefully.  :-)  (No word stumbling...)  If you'd like to talk,
>we can.
>
>I spoke to a couple friends of mine about the weed thing and we all came to
>the same conclusion.  Most of our friends who smoked, all quit while they
>were young and the ones that kept doing it, still do it and will probably
>always do it.  In other words, it's a lifestyle choice when you're older,
>not experimentation.  And with that, I've decided I want that as far away
>as
>possible from me, my son and my life.
>
>I hope you don't think I'm judging you.  I'm not.  I just personally don't
>want it around me.  You understand...
>
>Then there's the education thing.  When I read your profile, I noticed that
>it said that you have a B.S. Degree.  And I thought that was great.  I
>figured it would be nice to talk to someone that not only has a good
>education, but also has the dreaded student loans like me...  :-)  But when
>I asked you about your education, you said you got a diploma from A.I. and
>not a degree.  That was a little dishonest.  If you would have told the
>truth about it, people wouldn't mind.  I would have still contacted you.
>
>I really do think you're a nice girl.  I had a lot of fun with you on
>Friday
>and Saturday nights.  Saturday was very nice and romantic, but I just don't
>think that's enough.  At this point, I'm looking for stability.  Not
>partying or dating.
>
>I'm talking to two more girls from that website.  I've decided not to
>e-mail
>any other girls.  If nothing works out with either one of these two, I'm
>going to give up the website and go back to my normal life.  :-)
>
>I wish you luck with any ventures you take on.  I hope you can keep your
>job, but if you do lose it, I hope you can fulfill your career dreams.  And
>of course, I hope you can find a great guy to share your life with.
>
>Good luck,
>
>Ron...
>

Rather presumptuous, if I say so.

 

She thought it quite funny, and decided to tell him what he was really like. Of course, people don't like any constructive input. He told her that poetry is for people that can't write. Our friend M wrote him a poem as a send off, which {FRIEND} included..

 

>From: <l*******1@talkmatch.com>
>To: <r*writer@msn.com>
>Subject: Re: Hey There...
>Date: Wed, 30 Apr 2003 23:38:30 -0500
>
>Dear Ron,
>
>   The first thing I would like to say is that this is a real shame this
>will not work out. I don't know how we hit it off so well on Friday and had
>so many thing in common and have it end up like this. And I don't know how
>what I'm going to say will make a difference but....
>
>   My view on this hole situation is that you were to controlling, over
>bearing and quite obsessive. I freak out when that happens. You really
>should learn to lighten up at the beginning of a relationship. I know now
>that you are looking for a wife. But you have to date and go out and have a
>good time before you can find that. I'm really good at reading people and I
>called this one in my first Email to you.
>
>   About this weed thing. I never smoked it when I was younger I didn't
>experiment until I was 23. I didn't buy it until last year, so don't tell
>me I'm making a "lifestyle choice".
>Like I said to you the other night, I gave it up for lent and I'm coming
>out of that "Faze" in my life. You do remember that I am 26 I'm just
>starting to settle down. What about everyone else in the world that drinks
>alcohol for the rest of there natural born lives. Is that a lifestyle
>choice? Yes, it is but everyone excepts that as okay.
>But this could go on forever.....
>I'm changing my ways and I told you that. but you were to concerned about
>me being at B'S house "a guy" that you didn't hear me when I said that.
>   This hole thing about my B.S. Everyone fluffs themselves on those things
>and that was my fluff. I did tell you the truth the first night I met you
>and you were probably thinking this that night but didn't say anything. I
>also would have explained myself more if you did say something.
>
>   On Mondays I always go and eat dinner with my friend M and I was
>telling here about you and we also came to the same conclusion. About
>controlling people. If they do it this early in a relationship they will
>keep doing it for the hole relationship. So we wrote a poem and I was going
>to send it to you that night but I didn't. Its kind of based on a comment
>you said after I told you that I can't write letters but I wrote my cousin
>a poem, and your comment was:
>"That's because people who have no writing talent always write poetry."
>
>So I wrote you a poem:
>
>        I am the girl you tried to smother,
>        my name is {FRIEND} and I'm not your mother.
>        You think a wife is all you need,
>        but I like my friends and I like to smoke weed.
>        You called me three times and I was busy,
>        then when I called you from dinner you were quite pissy.
>        You want to control me keep me in range,
>        I think your boring and really quite strange.
>        I like my freedom, I like to get high,
>        I'm not your mommy so this is good-bye.
>
>   I guess I'm a little more vicious that you were but I've been thinking
>this since Sunday.
>I'm so very sorry this turned out this way, I really am. But I hope you do
>well in life. I hate when people come and go in my life so fast but I
>cherish every moment that I have with anyone I meet. Because these things
>stay with you your hole life. Life is too short to not to appreciate every
>person you meet. I'm crying now because I hate these parts and I really did
>think we had a chance but I need to get over something's in my life, like
>letting people in to my heart, I have such a hard time with that.
>
>   Well I guess this is good bye for now or until we meet again......
>
>
>Love Always,
>
>                     {FREIND}

 

Well, that wasn't that bad. I didn't think so, at least. Wait until you read this... It's one thing to get pissed off, but he crossed the line. It made me chuckle that he's attacking her semantics and word usage. Now that's a man!

 

----- Original Message -----
From: romantic_**iter@talkmatch.com
Sent:
Thursday, May 01, 2003 9:09 AM
To: m******3@msn.com
Subject:
Re: Hey There...

 You are a FUCKING psycho...  I was so polite and decent about not seeing you
anymore.  And you turn around and act as if I'm some CONTROLLING, EVIL
MONSTER.

Please allow me to remind you that there's no way that I'm controlling.  I
have a dominant personality, but I'm not some weirdo with a control complex.
  And I'm not looking for a wife.  I have never ever said that.

Now that you've treated me badly, I'm going to have to do the same.  See,
you couldn't just let it go.  You had to make me sound bad. Well....that's
just great.

Since you love pointing the finger, check this out:

You are a liar - "fluffing" your profile
You are a slut - The flings in your past
You are superficial - Your caddiness and career
You are a dope head - Fucking weed is more important than self respect
You are an idiot - You cannot spell "accept".  You spelled "except".
You are an idiot - You cannot spell "whole".  You spelled "hole".
You are a saleswoman, period.  Not an interior designer.
You are 26 and live with Mommy.
You are 26 and SMOKE POT...You and your pot smokin' buddies are the only
ones that don't believe that's a lifestyle choice.  Guess what...You're a
grown-up and you made an adult decision to do drugs.  Get a FUCKING
GRIP...That's the fucking definition of a lifestyle choice.

I could go on....But I don't want to hit below the belt.  However, if you'd
like me too, just send me another nasty message and I'll be happy to
accomodate you.

There...I feel better now.  :-)  And by the way, ALL NON-WRITERS WRITE
POETRY.  And that's not an insult.  It's the truth.  I took entire classes
that have cost me lots of money to learn how to write properly.  If you can
define the following, I'll call you a real writer:

Thesis Statement
Introduction
Annotated Bibliography
Bibliography
MLA
AP

I know what those things are and how they're used because I took the time to
learn them and then implement them.  If all you want to do is scribble out
some poetry here and there, so be it.  But please don't compare yourself to
someone that has worked their entire life to accomplish
something....FUCK....That's makes me angrier than calling me controlling.

Well...I've grown bored.  I was going to call you tonight to see if you
wanted to hang out a little.  The main purpose for this was to give you back
your CD.  Well, forget it now.  You want it, come get it.  I'll put it in my
trash can and if you get to it before the garbage man, you can have it back.
  :-)  (J/K...I'll hand it to you...)

Don't you ever call me names like that again.  You don't even know me.  I
was soooooo horrible, that you wanted to continue with a relationship. 
So...either you enjoy being abused or I'm actually not as horrible as you
made me out to be.  You decide.  I'm done...



Now that's my prince charming.

 

To {FRIEND}: I hope you learned a lesson here. Don't try to explain yourself to ego-swollen gods. They won't understand.

To Ron : You got enraged when a date didn't give you the respect you thought you needed. Maybe you shouldn't e-mail any more girls until you learn how to control your rage when challenged. You're still a good read, though. Better luck next time.



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