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May 18, 2008

Hate Mail: X Returns

I would like to preface the below by saying that I was going to (very generously, mind you) ignore X's quirks for the most part. The only mention I made of him, post-meeting, was brief and can be found here: This is Why I'm Hott. Not at all as insulting as I could be.

But, he couldn't leave well enough alone. And, after a very short and sweet email (which I have shown you below) letting him down as nicely as possible, he retorted with a vengeance.

Please note, before reading the following, that I did not want to be mean to X. He left me without a choice.

The string:

Dear X,

It was nice to meet you as well. We both had a nice time, but I'm afraid that neither of us felt that there was chemistry there. We wish you the absolute best and thanks for a nice night.

G:

Then why did you email me after the date asking to you out again?  Frankly, I thought you were a little screwy, but I was willing to give you the benefit of the doubt since you asked for a second date.  I believe that is what you would call the "craigslist pity date".  Otherwise, I probably would not have called you again.

Dear X,

The above rejection was as kind as we could come up with. I’m sorry if you still couldn’t let go without one final jab.

I would like to note that every email you received was from both of us—so why are you so mad at me? Hmm. I’m sorry that your crush on me didn’t work out. Why don’t you go cry to your mommy?

P.S. In your head, I wanted a second date. In my head, thanking you for dinner and saying it was nice to meet you was us attempting to be really nice to someone socially retarded, because we pity you and, I don’t believe that pity-daters call and email in an attempt to reach me within 24 hours of the original date. In Roommate #1’s head, the vague reference to maybe someday hanging out (which was her idea at all) would boost your poor, poor little confidence.

As a final note, A, who we love, is willing to offer you lessons on interacting with women. He does say, however, that he requires your private jet as a down payment.

Think about it.

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