Yep, that was me you saw on the cover of USA Today last Friday, March 13, 2009. It’s been an exciting couple of days as a result. Lots of old friends have reached out to wish me well as a freelancer. My family couldn’t be more enthusiastic. And I bought ten copies of the paper for posterity sake.
But — and this is a big but — it hasn’t all been great. Why? Because some of ya’ll are crazy.
Some of ya’ll googled me and found my professional website and this blog, which is great and fun and even a little flattering. But some of ya’ll aren’t interested in doing business with me or simply wishing me well. No, no. Some of ya’ll are e-mailing me with slick come-ons and phone numbers and offers to call if I’m ever in Miami or Vegas or Indianapolis or wherever.
Let me tell you something. That shit is creepy. Please don’t do that. Please. Just don’t. It scares me. It makes me feel uncomfortable. And I don’t feel flattered by it.
I appreciate those of you who’ve been more subtle by trying to friend me on Facebook. For my own sanity, all of my Facebook friends are my actual friends. (Go figure.) But again, the well wishes are nice, and really, I do appreciate the kind words many of you have sent.
But that’s been tempered so much by all the crazy people that I’ve been a little anxious about stepping outside my own door. I won’t explain what the boldest of the crazy bunch have done (I don’t want to encourage others to repeat those actions). But just know that it was wholly inappropriate and yes, downright scary. So gather yourselves, people. Really. Gather yourselves.