LadyConstanze -> RE: What do senders do that they can so quickly POUNCE on juicy profiles? (11/12/2015 7:41:11 AM)
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ORIGINAL: LadyConstanze As for being blinded by fear, I am sure I met more people from this board than you ever will, Remember, the "gal" in the first post of this thread was receiving requests at the rate of one a minute or so, while the "guy" got a single spam, after a few weeks. So, while I forget what your profile looks like, if you don't have a similar 1000:1 ratio, then you'd have to be damn ugly (lemme check your profile)...ok I checked... you don't show your face (which is fine) but that picture of you crawling around on the floor on all fours shows your body in good shape so I'll assume you're not even close to ugly (ok ... I spent another ten seconds ... you do show your face on your Google profile with that tasteful black satin dress and metallic necklace ... so yeah ... you're gorgeous. FUNNY THING: As an aside, when I finally bothered to look up your profile just now, and a few moments ago, I looked up UllrsIshtar's profile, you're both stunningly gorgeous (even your dogs and husbands are handsome), which, because I'm male, tends to "soften" my responses to you (not the husband - or you - just the dog ... :). I don't mind playing hardball with the guys, but, I shouldn't have looked up your (or her) profiles after all this time not bothering, because now I'm gonna tend to have to fight my tendency to say what you want to hear instead of what you need to hear. I'll even take you more seriously, believe it or not; it's just weird when you know just a tiny bit about someone, you tend to start liking them. (Don't worry ... I won't like you that much to get out of my chair, or spend more than a few seconds figuring out what you're about.) quote:
ORIGINAL: LadyConstanze I'm not worried about meeting people, I just don't want to meet people who creep me out Me neither. Anyone who wants to meet me at my house, only has to ask. quote:
ORIGINAL: LadyConstanze I don't want them to look up where I live, I don't want them to have my real name, nothing. Everything else would be reckless and inviting trouble. I hope the profile name with the handsome light-skinned green-eyed brown-bearded guy is just a moniker then (and I presume it is because I hope you wouldn't be that dumb to use your real name). quote:
ORIGINAL: LadyConstanze For somebody who's so paranoid about CS having any info on you, you don't seem to mind getting everybody elses info... What are you talking about? I don't remember ever LOOKING at your profile until just now, and only because I wanted to verify my suspicion that you're pretty enough to have hundreds of men ogling after you, so, your comment that you've met more men than I have women doesn't really make sense as anything other than an assumed fait accompli. quote:
ORIGINAL: LadyConstanze Odd how you being "careful" and using proxies is perfectly OK, however if somebody else feels the same way about you getting their data, we're paranoid. There is a logic disconnect. Unless and until I understood that you work more off of fear than logic, I wouldn't have been able to even UNDERSTAND that comment. But, since I know you fear technology, among other things, giving your name away, that's why you fear the fact that your email headers can give you away. Guess what? Those same email headers can give ME away also! I'm not using any different mail server than you are. So, we're in the same boat (so to speak) when it comes to sending email and whether or not people can guess where they came from. By way of analogy, the mouse is in the kitchen but so are we. You're standing on the chair wildly swinging the broom, and I have the mousetrap in my hands ready to put it on the floor. That's the only difference. Actually I have no moniker with my husband, and I never said I met more guys from here than you met women, I said PEOPLE, you know as in male and female, nothing to do with how I look or anything, just being in the same area and meeting up for a drink and a casual chat. Since you understand LP's history now, you know why I could help her? Because the same thing happened to me, slightly different details and more long distance harassment. I had made the mistake of replying to a message with my private account, the account that was tied to my LinkedIn and FB, at that time I had a long online friendship with the person who would become my stalker, no reason to distrust him, he seemed like a nice guy, a bit socially awkward until we had a disagreement on the N word and I told him I don't feel comfortable being friends with a person who uses it, then my life just went to pieces. Lost my job as he outed me (not the reason they gave officially but it was strongly recommended that I resign), hubby got calls to work, the police got anonymous calls, different departments, so we had the police in the house searching for the "drug lab", the "brothel", you name it. Animal protection as he reported my animals as abused, I unplugged the phone at night to stop harassment calls, so he called the fire brigade and claimed he was on the phone with me and all of a sudden I screamed "Smoke" and then the phone went dead, they almost kicked our door down in the wee hours of the morning... That's why I know all about the burner phones, because that's what he used, now in Europe you usually can't just buy the burner phones that easy, they are tied to a name and or an address, most places require IDs or address verification. Our police and fire brigade didn't know how easy it is to get them in the US. When they finally got active and in touch with the cops in the US, the phone numbers were "dead", yeah they could track them to Radio Shacks, and such, but he had always paid with cash and waited until he activated them, so no CCTV footage. I had some old emails tied to a Verizon account and said "I think it's him!" You know, that's not enough evidence to get the police to act... There were a couple of other incidents too, you know like him checking out where I work, then checking some of the major clients of the company and contacting them too, not just outing me, mixing a few facts with a lot of fiction, if there is a bit of truth in it, the fiction works well... And of course since I wasn't in physical danger, the calls all came from the US, it wasn't that much of a priority. Let me tell you a bit about that time, any idea how it is to have your complete sleep pattern disturbed, to be afraid to go to bed because you know you'll have nightmares? When a phone or a door bell ringing makes you shake and get panic attacks because you worry he found something else to harass you, you keep asking yourself what you did to deserve it, this feeling of complete and utter effing helplessness, that you are a sitting duck.... Then you get the conflicting information, to sort of just wait until it blows over, but it doesn't... You move, oh well, yeah, not that easy in the UK, as you got to pay bills, council tax and all that, so you happen to be on the electorial roll, somebody can access that info online for not a lot of money, of course they have to pay for it but a pre-paid card bought as a gift from a supermarket will do just fine with a phoney name, try and trace that? You know what an effort it was to get them to actually investigate the numbers as they weren't UK numbers? Yeah, no physical danger for me. The questions I was asked, you know what I did to "encourage" him, if I made him promises (no), if I wanted presents from him (no), if he's a spurned lover (no). The police actually telling me that I should give them a damned reason why he does it, nobody goes through that trouble without a reason and why don't I fess up what I did wrong... Strangely enough I developed a nice stomach ulcer and lost a hell lot of weight not by choice or a diet, unless you consider a nervous stomach and throwing up as soon as you managed to eat a bit a diet. You know losing weight to the point where you don't have periods anymore... And the same time you are dealing with calls from your family, they are frantic because they were contacted and told you're in a hospital in life threatening condition... It's a lot of fun especially if you know your dad has a heart condition... The first few things, you deal with it, after a while you can't deal with them anymore, you turn into a nervous wreck and you wake up every morning fearing the worst. It's been years ago, the situation eventually got sorted, but you know from time to time I wake up screaming, or something just triggers a panic attack, I still screen all my calls. You know what a toll this took on my other half? Luckily he was very understanding, partially due to having gone through something like that only in a milder form with a woman who had a crush on him. We usually don't talk about it, but he once said he felt helpless because there was nothing he could do to protect me and he was so worried because I was physically and mentally going to pieces, cutting myself because that pain was "real" and it distracted me from the fear... And if that shocks you, I haven't even told you most of what happened. I don't consider a guy looking up my profile a stalker, I don't even check who looks at my profile. I don't scream stalker if a guy tries to chat me up or is trying to follow me from one pub to another. You have to really cross some lines and yeah, most of the info you think you found about me, have fun with it and try to find me under that name. As for the stalker, turned out I was just one in a long line of people he felt "spurned by" and who he decided to honour with his "attention" - by pure coincidence I found out that he pulled the same trick on a woman in Denver. On boards he always pretended to know next to nothing about computers and modern technology, so nobody ever thought it was him...
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