I signed into AshleyMadison.com today for the first time since logging on over the weekend and I had SIXTY messages in my inbox. Sixty messages from a wide variety of men, all of whom are married, and ten of which had the audacity to send me pictures (by the way: FYI - dicks in West Virginia are apparently smaller than those in other places and yet people will still send you unsolicited, proud pictures of them. Intriguing.)
The incredible thing is that several of the men who sent pictures are from my city. I have never talked to them online: I COULD BE THEIR WIFE. Or their sister. Or their kid's teacher.
I find it incredible that they are assuming that no one they know, or that knows their wife, could have possibly discovered this cite. It is not like it is advertised on TV or anything...oh wait, it is?
There is also a certain arrogance to whoring-it up on the Internet and assuming that your wife couldn't possibly be out there looking herself.
I have been emailing with the nice man I chatted with over the weekend. He seems...nice. Or, he has an email address and seems like he puts out. Just as pink is the new black, email and putting out are the new nice. Additionally, he has not expressed any intentions of killing me and burying me in a shallow grave, which seems like a promising sign.
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Thanks for writing this.
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