He pretended to be the father of terminally ill child to get a free vacation to Disney World out of the Make-A-Wish Foundation.
—Bobby
Aftermath: It lasted a week while I figured out the best way to break up with him without him wanting to ruin my life with harassment.
We met at a party. He was well-dressed, smart. There was dating, good sex. I asked why he didn’t work 9 to 5. He told me of his scheme that involved retail white collar theft and eBay. Then, he finally told me about prison. He gets charged in new felonies and tries to get me to testify in his case. He had his lawyer harassed me to perjure myself. Now, he writes me flowery jail letters. I read them and laugh.
—PL
Aftermath: Lasted zero days after he was arrested. He is still in jail. He tried to get his cousin to sell me his truck for bail money, but then wouldn’t sign over the title.
It was over when she got knocked up by her friend’s boyfriend.
—Bob
Aftermath: Shotgun wedding, baby, divorce, another baby with another guy.
I knew it was over when, for the fourth time in less than two months, I woke up to him attempting to hide the fact that he had yet again peed his bed. To make matters worse, it was a twin bed covered in sheets portraying “The Simpsons” and he was 33 years old!
—V
Aftermath: Considering the fact that his cousin and best friend found out about his “habit” from my MySpace rant, it didn’t last much longer.
The CEO of a company that I worked for called to tell me that my boyfriend, an investor in the company, was having an affair with the Sales Director’s best friend.
—Amy
Aftermath: I had to ride to business meetings with the Sales Director while she fielded personal calls about bridesmaids’ dresses. When things soured between the cheating couple–they divorced after six months–I endured the Sales Director’s questions about my ex’s moral character.
