Chapter 77 - Old Fool

Well, I feel like an old fool…you know the one "No fool like an old food." Yup, that would be me.

I wrote yesterday about my episode with Match.com and as embarrassed as I am, I think I need to write about what happened.

Steven and I e-mailed a couple of times yesterday, then he suggested with get onto IM (Instant messaging) so that we could chat more freely. I don't really know instant message much, but I thought...what the heck.

So we messaged back and forth for about an hour. He seemed nice enough but he just didn't seem to be who he said he was. He said he was from a city not far from where I am, but his writing indicated that he wasn't originally from this country. I asked him where he was from, thinking he would say a European country. He said he had lived here all his life. Well...I thought...he certainly can't write very well for a university graduate. So I asked what university, and he named a local university.

All the time he was asking me normal question that someone who wants to get to know you would ask. He, however, was getting a little too familiar, using terms of endearment that one shouldn't be using so quickly. Second warning flag.

What a sin, that there are scam artists everywhere. What has this stupid world turned into? Are we safe no where? All I want is to find someone to chat with, spend time with and I thought this venue would be SAFE - apparently not.

So, now I am terrified of stepping out of my comfort zone. I keep wanting to take chances and each time I get burned.

I guess I will just sit here in the safety of my own home and lick my wounds for a while and thank my lucky stars I am not as stupid as people think I am. Old...and a target for those who think I am desperate.

I am so disappointed in humans.