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You might consider how that’s affecting me, someone you barely just met.”He countered with how “this shouldn’t have happened to him” and he would “say anything he wanted about this woman.”Here’s my problem with that.Since I tend to be a semi-shut in, surrounded by married mom and dad couples of my kids friends, who don’t tend to include me as a random third person Not a shock. I felt pretty good about sitting back and waiting for some emails from respectable men looking for a respectable woman. Not only aren’t most of the men contacting me respectable, they barely seem literate. You’d think this would maybe encourage a potential mate or date to put their best emailing foot forward. I’ve lost track of how many emails I’ve gotten saying, simply, “Heyyyyyyyyyy.” I want to respond with “Hooooooooo! ” or “…is for horses with an “a”.” Sometimes, for shits and giggles, I’ll respond with a benign “Hey back.” This seems to stump them, as I guess they were excepting me to be swept off my feet at their first half-assed attempt. I know you all think we sit around in negligees and thongs, or sleep naked with our kids in the house. We wear t-shirts and mismatched bottoms, flannel if it’s cold. Once we’ve met, maybe over coffee, then drinks and more, go ahead and ask about my underwear.Plus I don’t really get the opportunity that often to say, hang out in a bar or go out dancing. I posted current, flattering pictures that weren’t misleading. An equally ridiculous email involves simply asking “What’s up? I love the question, texted, “So, what are you wearing? Discover my favorite position through experimenting, not texting.Peter exuded that hangdog, sweet puppy charm that sucked savior-women in like a bee to a flower.They wanted to save someone who wasn’t salvageable.