A friend told me about someone who was “in love with me.” I decided to give him a chance. Within two weeks, he started calling me three times a day. Next, he said he was “depressed for no reason.” After a month of dating, I ended things. He preceded to tell me how he did his “homework” before asking me out. He said he asked old high school acquaintances about me for three months! I asked, confused, “you’ve been asking people about me for three months? Knowing everything about me?” He said yes, casually.

— Jan

Aftermath: He never contacted me again. Thank goodness he had a little respect for himself.

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