Who Said Romance is Dead?

I'm working on a brochure for my Hairdresser and in exchange, I get free haircuts. I think it's a good trade as it's something I would have to do anyways. I've done some bartering before and really, unless one uses the service, I'd rather take the money. I don't want to be convinced that I'll like something.

So on Saturday, I had a meeting with Hairdresser which ended in many tequila shots and an invite to Hawaii at the end of April (definite maybe). This, unfortunately is the way of many of our meetings. Hell, it's been the way of many of our haircuts too. She phoned her boyfriend around 7pm to let him know where she was and he retorted "I guess I'll see you tomorrow". I can't say it was that bad but I did manage to run away. Her phone call at 5am told me otherwise about her.

Her friend Jen joined us at our meeting as she was helping Hairdresser with some of the writing in her brochure and her cell phone went off indicating that she had a text message. They looked at eachother. Hairdresser asks "Has he contacted you again?". Jen replies no, but tells us that she had saved the text. Eager to know the gossip I ask what they are talking about.

Turns out, Hairdresser had given a haircut to her boyfriend's friend (We'll call him Mullet as that's the look that was fashioned) the week before and they decided to grab a drink when they were done. As they were walking down the street, they ran into Jen (which isn't unheard of. her salon is below Hairdresser's). They exchange introductions and go about their way. Jen had to take care of some things that night and didn't really have time to talk.

Mullet comments that Jen was kinda hot. Later in the evening after a couple of drinks, Mullet asks Hairdresser if he could text Jen. Thinking that she is the set up master, Hairdresser agrees & gives out Jen's phone number. This is what he wrote her:

"What I'd like to do is tie your left arm to your right leg and cut your panties with my knife..."

Honest to God, I fell out of my chair when I read that. Apparently, when Jen received that text, she was waiting at a bus stop and was worried that someone was watching her. Jen thanked Hairdresser for introducing her to a rapist & downed her shot of jager (wasn't ALL tequila).

I still have no idea what to say. I thought I had it bad as I received some whacked out letter on myspace last week that has me thinking I should disappear off the internet all together. After Yannod, I set my profile to private but that doesn't seem to deter the whack jobs. Here is a excerpt:

is realy a womderful feels i feel when i saw ur prety face with my eye...my heart was filled with the joy i have never had so far...and i believe u such a caring and wonderfull woman...well princess i look into ur eye and i see my days so brigther like the moon and stars that makes the eart.....well its really nice to meet a charming sweetie princess .like baby u such a darling just with the nice and smooth smile had on ur face all my ways are so awesome to have u in my life.....I just close my eyes because I might see your face. I just close my mouth because I might hear your voice. I just close my ears because I might hear of you, but I could not close my heart because I love you...and i would realy felt so good to...im my heart....If you're asking if I need you, the answer is forever. If you're asking if I will leave you, the answer is never. If you're asking what I value, the answer is you. If you asking if I love you, the answer is I DO.....I love you not because of anything you have, but because of something that I feel when I'm set me eye on you...i must say u the sweetiest angel i have ever seen in my life so far cos i need a family babe i will love to know if u are married ok i woke up this morning and say god bless u as u read my feelins ok ,,,,,,,,,cant wait to see ur prey msg ok love u angel.

Shaloa's only comment was that he must be a cyclops as he's looking at me with his eye. I really have no idea what to make out of either. I just wonder who said romance was dead?