Who are you? Who, who, who, who?
Girl, in a moment of antibiotic and antiviral medication induced stupidity, puts an ad on Craigslist. Girl receives a bunch of emails from boys. Girl responds to five. One in particular stands out, and an email exchange commences. Phone numbers are swapped. Girl thinks Boy is too good to be true–Jewish, 36, 6′3″, former doctor turned screenwriter–hey it’s LA, it’s entirely possible.
Then, Girl receives email from Random Girl claiming to be the girlfriend of a boy (she wouldn’t say his name) who was snooping in her boyfriend’s email (don’t ask me why) and insists that her boyfriend (who Girl has been corresponding with) is not who he says he is, whatsoever.
Girl MySpaces and Googles and Friendsters all five boys (and Random Girl) using their email addresses. All but the Boy she is excited about check out. Research indicates said Boy is 27, Catholic, divorced, and um, very obviously not a doctor. Random Girl is 22.
Girl thinks either a) Random Girl is a wacko; b) Boy is a liar; c) They are both nuts; d) Craigslist is still a bad place to meet men; e) All of the above.
Girl decides on e) All of the above.
And that my friends, is why you should say no to drugs Craigslist.