I went on match.com a few weeks ago…it’s well-documented on this site. I corresponded with a man who lives 50 miles away in a “big city.” I am a country mouse. Anyway, he was nice and seemingly harmless – not pushy or arrogant. We finally exchanged email addresses and revealed a few more things about ourselves. Still…he sounded safe. He told me about his kids, where he had grown up, that he enjoyed fishing. He sent me pictures of his grandchildren and fish he had caught. I told him it was nice talking to him, but I had decided I wasn’t really interested in a true social life right now. I thought I made myself clear.
I live in a secluded area, surrounded by trees and family. It’s hard for people to find me even when I give them directions. Yesterday I got home from work and sat down. I had been to the dentist and on top of everything, apparently have had an allergic reaction to something. My lips look like I am trying out for Real Housewives of Something.
A car pulled up n my driveway, a man got out, and I went to the door. “Could I help you?” I asked. he replied,
“I am John.”
Apparently he googled me, found my ex husband who gave him great directions to my house, and he came to checkmon me and offered his condo at the beach for me to go and relax.
My daughters freaked out when I called them. One immediately came home and they both think I should have called the police. I didn’t feel threatened, just violated.
Who does that kind of thing? I learned a lesson.