The year was 2006. Spring. There I was sitting at home one night blogging on a popular site where everyone has a page. I decided to be fun and random with my writings of my days and things I thought about. I had another site where I wrote about things more personal. I wrote mainly to make myself laugh and maybe my friends. I have been told I have a way with words.
I been told I just have a way.
She was lonely, depressed, and mostly horny. She tried to take her friends advice about getting back out there in to the dating pool. She signed up for 3 personal sites that night, but she came back to her page on that popular site. She thought she would look up anyone close and see if the pickings were slim. She looked over many. Reading their blogs and finding them to be so two dimensional, no life in the writing, and no heart. She fought her self, but after a night many nights alone she wanted to get laid. So she read and looked. She finally found one. She read his blogs, all witty and charming. Making her laugh out loud to the point she wanted to call her friend and tell her to read what this guy writes. Then it hit her. I will send this man a message, she tried to look at his photo, it really didn't show his face or his eye. Those are what she really wanted to see. Those eyes.
She sent him a email. It said:
So I was wandering aimlessly in the world of "popular website" and browsing around looking at pages that I am sure I really have no right to be looking at (although-if people don't want complete strangers looking at their site they would set it to private-so I figure public profiles are fair game to anyone that is bored (desperate?)enough to be looking into other peoples lives) and came across -that one guy. (aka-you). I saw you worked at Wal-Mart and wondered why I have never seen you before since Wal-Mart seems to be the primary place to shop in this small area. Anyway... since it was midnight and insomnia was keeping me awake I decided to read your blogs out of lack of anything better to do. I must say that it has been a long time since I have laughed so hard then at the randomness of what you write.
It made my night just a little bit better (although I am still wide awake so you were no help in the insomnia aspect but you can't win them all).
Thats it-just a random email from a random stranger.
He was happy to see a complete stranger enjoy what he has written and something compelled him to write back. This is what he said:
Thank you very much for your comment.
I work in the back unloading the trucks at Wal-Mart. I noticed that you are from a town not too far away. I go there once a week to play cards...aka...geek out.
This might explain why you haven't seen me there?
Or vise-versa..
Anyway, I am glad I made you laugh.
Add me as a friend if you want. I would like it..
You seem pretty nice. That's the way I see it, because you were being very flattering to my ego!
Later,
Barry.
(My name is Barry, nice to meet you!!)
They exchanged many emails such as this.
From Her:
I work in around that area at a home for the handicapped so I frequent the Wal-Mart there often there. So if you one day see me shopping and think-hey I know her from somewhere but can't quite put my finger on it....
Nice to meet you too Barry.
From him:
Would you like me to say hi?
I don't know how awkward that would be...
I just might though.
Have a good day.