"I joined match.com, and ended up with my very own stalker!!!"

Tonight, I was having dinner at my friends house. As we ate yummy food, sipped good wine and complained about the hot weather upon us lately my mobile phone rang.

Leaving the room, I looked at the unknown number flashing across my screen. Debating whether i should answer it, i decided "why the hell not". Before i could say hello, i heard creepy heavy breathing on the other side. Taking a firm tone I asked " who is his", to which my caller replied "is this M********?". Deciding not to answer his question I asked again who was calling, to which he responded "its Ali, can i speak to M********?". It was then the penny dropped, how the hell did this guy who i had been speaking to on match.com two weeks ago get my number, because I surely did not give it to him.

I met this Ali character when I was tempted back to match.com by a 3 day free trial. I thought why the hell not, my slow dating life was at the point of non-existence and in need of an emergency revamp. So signing back onto my old profile, i spent Day 1 skimming potential beaus, winking at a few cuties, and blocking those who seemed to possess the Glenn-Close-in-fatal-attraction gene.

Day 2, I started to speak to Ali. He looked cute in his photo and he seemed 'normal-ish'. We emailed back and forth, keeping up a light hearted banter. I met and talked to other guys who never seemed to make the grade. All that being said I was enjoying the attention and loving the compliments.

Day 3, I told Ali my free membership was nearly over and tha I had decided not to continue onto a paid membership. I gave him my email address, and said that when he is next in London, as he lived outside the city, that he should email me and we can maybe meet for a coffee.

Four days after I cancelled my membership, match.com was quickly becoming a fading memory. It was then that I heard from Ali. He sent me an email that was polite and was written in way that confimed that he wanted to court me 18th century style. I responded telling him politely that it was nice to hear from him. He then sent me an email every couple of days. I do not enjoy being spammed, and he was fast loosing his shine. Following two weeks of one sided correspondence I was over him, but he quickly proved he wasn't over me.

So back to the phone call I received tonight. I confirmed to him that he was indeed speaking to M******** , and as i listened to him talk excitedly i wondered how the hell he got hold of my number. Noticing my silence he asked me whether i was wondering how he got my number? I said "yes" and his reponse was "i googled you". Damn that google, how did google get my very private number?

To cut a long story short, I let him talk for 5 mins before ending the call with promises of "yes we will talk again soon". I was scared of this match.com guy. He had the nerve to email me more times then my own mother calls me, he googled me so he can obtain a photo of me so as to "look at it all the time"- his words not mine, and then he had the nerve to call me on a number i never gave him!!!! This man scares me, and i blame match.com. I am now going back to the old fashioned way of meeting guys, in a sweaty nightclub where the beer googles turns all males in a 10 metre radius into beautiful Josh Harnetts and handsome Reggie Bushes.

-LSGS