Wayyyy too many men

Here's a quick funny (or pathetic) anecdote.

Mr. Match, whose name begins with "B" but is not "Bill", tells me about e-mails he keeps getting from a woman on Match.com. She wrote him over the weekend saying, "Hi Bill", and saying how she thought she had a date with him, showed up at the agreed-upon meeting spot, and was surprised when someone else showed up. In fact, she didn't know where she had met the man who showed up — didn't recall having seen him on Match.

But the story doesn't end there. There have been a couple of subsequent e-mails from this woman (bimbo? pre-senile?), all beginning "Dear Bill". Yesterday she asked if he wanted directions to her house for their date.

You know those people in life you come across whom you don't know whether to fear or pity? I'm thinkin' this is one of those.