Today's "Dear Abby" featured a letter from a psychologist who has lately been getting calls from men looking to talk to one particular woman.
Apparently, the woman meets these guys in bars. Either she's too timid to reject them outright or she's a sadist, and so she hands them a trusty phony phone number which, it turns out, belongs to the psychologist. Now the psychologist is rattled about having to field numerous texts and messages from Miss Chickenheart's ardent admirers.
I've known women who do this sort of thing, and I've heard there's even a phone service they can use to do their dirty work. They use some guy for free drinks all night and give him the service's number instead of their own. Then, when he calls, he gets some horrific canned message announcing that the object of his affection never wants hear from him again.
Not funny.
But guys pull this crap, too. A good friend of mine once seriously dated a guy who bragged about going to bars to see how many women's phone numbers he could collect. At the end of the night, he'd count them up and rip them into pieces. What a rush!
Seemed a bit psycho to me at the time, but the fact that he'd kept my friend's number made her feel like she'd bagged a shimmering prize. She continued dating him until she found out he was seeing someone else: His stepsister.
Which made me wonder if the stepsister was the type who imparted fake digits to unwitting admirers. Because a girl like that has something in common with the guy who collects phone numbers with the sole aim of destroying them.
They're jerks, and they deserve each other.
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Well, Terri, I am guilty of same, but for good reason. When I was a young lass, much younger than I am now, I used to go to bars to dance with groups of friends. Occasionally, I would get the "Hanger-on" who insisted on my phone number. When "no" didn't work, I used to supply the Hanger-on with the non-emergency dispatch number for the local police department. I always wished I could have been a fly on the wall, in the unlikely event that the call was ever made.
Jane
Yeah, but Jane, there's a difference between what you did and what people who deliberately target and use an innocent person do.
Most of us have had trouble shaking a guy who wouldn't take no for an answer. Sometimes, you gotta do what you gotta do.
For Halloween I wrote a post about how some people like to tell dating horror stories. You are right, there are jerks everywhere. The trick (and treat) is to not dwell on this fact. From the Law of Attraction, what you focus on is what you get. So I advise not retelling those dating horror stories too often if you don't want to attract more of the same. Yes, get it out of your system, but then move on. There are so many fish in the proverbial sea. Go meet more people. Not every one is a jerk - there are still some pretty good fish out there.
You're absolutely right, Ronnie, there are sooo many great fish out there.
It breaks my heart when a man or woman gives up on meeting the right person because they've been stopped in their tracks by an individual who was never worthy of them in the first place.
Every time i go to a bar on a Friday night i see sooo many women looking for guys, and vice versa. It is, literally the worst place to meet someone who might eventually care about you. I'm not saying it's impossible, but the jerks are more persistent.
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