Now I don’t know about the rest of you lonely women who happen to date online. But I think I got emotionally scammed by this mysterious ‘J@ck B!ll*’ of Florida. (He was part of my blog for the past few months.) As a result, I’ve decided to delete all my weird blogs and poems for my protection.
He claims his background is supposedly an American-born Italian but the last name per his Yahoo! ID seemed more of a certain country over yonder there – Pakistan. His religion is like my ‘churchianity,’ which is a word I got from my newly purchased purple book received yesterday on 08-15-2006. I had to delete him from my friends list of this blog, by the way.
The details of where he came from are very limited. I only got that he had no relatives who would not want to look for him; came from a poor background; was the last of four siblings and lost his parents when he was a child. He lived with a ‘James’ and did janitorial work to feed himself. He takes pizza as sustenance and his system prefers cold conditions like me. This grown man also cries.
He has provided to me his wonderful and weird poems of which inspired me to create some masterpieces of my own. His flowers were undeniably late after I posted my blog in poetry about my not receiving his ‘surprise.’
I told him that I believed him, after he claimed the flower company was ‘misfunctioning.’ On 08-09-2006, I dialed the mysterious, yet not working, phone number below my address of that bill and then the worldwide news when the UK and Pakistan teamwork started.
Let’s see, we have been chatting since June 2006. And starting on 07-01-2006, he told me he would travel to Japan, UK and then another oil-rich country where he claims he is still currently stuck and needs my urgent help to get him out. Ouch$$$
So here I am worried why after 24 hours he did not visit me as promised on 08/01/2006. I do not think he could come home without my help because I am broke. That is funny because he should have informed his ‘friends’ of his itinerary. Duh!
The unfortunate scenario is met with either foul play of nefarious odor for him or with mind games to drain my vital energy and life force and throw me off balance. I am currently worn emotionally since 08/01/2006 upon receiving a distressing email. My assumption and feeling are that he probably created that ‘boss’ account to start the scare tactic.
On 08-09-2006, I stopped chatting with this very talented soul, who would torture me about his experiences with his captors. And he did he job all too well by fooling me.
My story is long and diverse. The worse part is discerning if he is sincere as being my husband, making four kids and living happily ever after with those nice white picket fence and a large garden out back.
I did like his picture on his Yahoo! profile and would have taken care of him as my worthy trophy for the rest of his life. But he chose to play the game and keep his job instead of being honest with me and in my arms right now. Loser!
What makes me want to believe him happens to be the weird presence of household flies last week. On 08-11-2006, a fly SLAMMED inside my one-fifth filled glass of milk. During evening mass on 08-14-2006, one landed on my arm and slammed into my forehead.
The flying activities have stopped and I wonder if the Maker has greeted him with open arms up in heaven. I continue to have these head and ear pressures from talented souls.
P.S. Ladies, your impossible mission is the following: Please listen to your family and friends and stay far, far away from the computer and stop chatting with strangers online! Do not believe anyone until you have met them personally (that is, face to face, hand in hand and eye to eye) because you will never know if these conspiring cads are truly scamming stinkers.
P.S.S. I refuse to check my emails and offline chatting messages until further investigation.
P.S.S.S. My apologies go out to my other chatters for not keeping in touch.
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