So when I saw a handwritten envelope made out to me in the mailbox, I was intrigued. I assumed that it was one of those scams my husband is so tempted by, where someone has found a bunch of money that belongs to ME and will give it to me for a 40% fee.
This was no sales pitch, however. This was.... um. What was this?
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Ha ha ha ha, that's funny! Some details are indeed correct, but I was way over on the East coast in the 80's, livin' the dream. Did I really lock eyes with this guy in TJ one night? What a weirdly random letter. Kinda creepy.
Who is this guy? How did he find my address? How many women named "Jackie" did he send this to in hopes of finding his long lost high school dreamgirl? Who is this guy?
|Not creepy at all.|
But wait.... I was the most beautiful girl in the world back in the 80's! And I've got news for you, Billy, I'm still the most beautiful girl in the world!
This guy must really know me! How else would he know my name AND know that I was/am the most beautiful girl in the world?! It must be one of those amnesia love stories, we should have stayed together, Billy! I married a different Billy, damn it!
What was that you said about a yearbook photo? Oh good, this will probably jog my memory, I can't believe I forgot going to Mission Bay High School. It's very distracting, being the most beautiful girl in the world.
|That's me, right?|