Two days later, to my amazement, I received an email from Mr. Unusual.
I thought I would let you know that I have gotten back together with my ex and I am now off Match. You sound like a great person and I am sorry we didn’t end up meeting – I am sure you will find a great match.
I laugh. Mr. Unusual, although the guilt you’re obviously feeling is somewhat edifying, you are not even a good liar.
It takes me about fifteen minutes to clarify the date of his divorce: More than four years ago. His ex-wife is on Facebook, and unlike him, her posts aren’t hidden: She’s an angry woman. She works for her former divorce lawyer, and runs a program that helps women “empower themselves in the divorce process.”
I stare at his email. He’s been to visit my LinkedIn profile. I hope he was kicking himself as he read it. Vice President. Graduated with Honors. I almost blush when I read some of the recommendations my coworkers have posted on my profile there.
Mr. Unusual: I’m a catch, and you’re throwing me back?
I replied with a carefully worded email, filled with the type of warmth and maturity that my professional contacts have often commented on – thanking him for letting me know, wishing him the best, etc.
No, I didn’t mean it. I hope he enjoyed kicking himself, though.