I got an email from some guy in Belgium. I don’t normally get email from Belgium and so I was intrigued. Apparently, he had gotten my email through some social website I had forgotten I even had an account on. Anyway, he was nice at first and we just chatted about things in our countries and things like that. Well, today I got an email from him with a list of questions. Among them:
- Do You Trust Me?
- Can You Understand Me In Any Situation?
- Do You Have A Boyfriend?
- Can You Fall In Love With Me?
- Can You Cook?
- Can You Share Your Bed and House With Only One Man?
Now, stop me if I’m wrong here, but I’ve only received three e-mails from this guy. And in my book, that’s rushing into things. I figured I would just answer “yes” to that boyfriend question and put a stop to this nonsense once and for all. So I replied, ignoring the other questions, and told him that I have a boyfriend and that I wish him luck in finding his soulmate… yada yada yada. I didn’t expect to hear from him again after that, but the very next day he emailed me back.
He told me that getting my email made his day and that he had a dream about me. He said he wants to hear what my hopes and dreams are. And he wants to tell me his, but only if I want to hear them, because he doesn’t want me to think he’s crazy.He asked me for my address and phone number so he can write me real letters and talk on the phone with me. Yeah, I don’t think so. I’m not that big of an idiot, but thanks.
I really thought that he’d be deterred by my imaginary boyfriend. What guy wouldn’t back off when he found out the girl is taken? A girl across the Atlantic ocean whom you’ve never met, no less. But I think he has to translate my emails, so maybe I should give him the benefit of the doubt. Perhaps, “I have a boyfriend, don’t write to me anymore” is a close translation to “Take me I’m yours, you hunky Belgian stud muffin”.