Here is an update on the Backtyper. Ever since I posted about him, I've been playing my little game to tenth power. Each time I pause from typing, I swing around really fast to see if he is indeed huddled over his keyboard, waiting. Each time I saw him just browsing out the window. Then, on Wednesday, he was caught. Typing IM's on his match.com profile.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.
This is funny. I wish I could show what he looks like and how he talks. Oh, how he talks. He has a west Texas drawl and a lisp. Yes! He is thirty, despises it, and dresses like a wannabe metrosexual. Yes! And he can beat a dead horse to death like no one's business.
Him on match.com just makes me laugh my ass off. It's funnier that these poor women are getting messages from him while he is typing in my shadow.
So, I believe some thanks are in order. Right?