Conman-Jeremy Clark-Erskine

February 22, 2010

It was an ordinary night in October, 2009. I was on OKCupid, considering disabling my profile, as I was exhausted from dating, and wanted to take a break. A handsome and charming young man and I started chatting on IM, and he impulsively asked me if he could meet me for some ice cream, right then. So I said yes (what the hell sort of thinking).

2 dates later, I was utterly charmed and faith-restored back in Men In General, but specifically, “Jocko Abramovitch”. He was easy to talk to, respectful, funny, dorky, and had a rich past. You know, he was like me. He suddenly moved to LA for a job, and I was disappointed and sad, but we had agreed to keep dating. “This is far from over, you and me, just a small challenge.”, he said. Of course, I got two distant emails, weeks apart, very non-commital, and after some embarrassing crush-like obsession for a few weeks, I let it go.Insofar as, I let go of the idea.And I let go of contacting him. The problem was, J.A had restored my faith very fragile it was, back in Men. and his total lack of…well, everything, sort of sent me into a romantic depression for several weeks. It colored my perspective; professionally, spiritually, emotionally, friendship, all over the place.

Now, I’m no 20-something upstart who doesn’t know her way around a cornfield. I’ve been in the battlefield of dating for going on 15 years now. Go ahead, tell me it’s not a battlefield. I have to tell you, it honestly is.

I’ve seen my share of LTR, NRE, crushes, obsessions, public maneuvers, how to’s, do not’s, follow-your-heart messages, and the friends who will throw themselves in front of a truck to stop me from calling a boy. I’ve seen marriages, divorces, polyamorous triads and then some, domestic partnerships, children, adopted and otherwise. Dating starts an interview process that essentially never ends. It gives our lives spice and variety.

So when I say I got a bit down about it, I mean I am still trying to recover. Is this Jocko’s fault? Yes and No. He’s really the end of a long line of bad choice boyfriends and dates that’s been going on since I dated a fantastic, awesome, one-in-a-million Arabian who is now happily engaged. (not to me I’m working on the me-part of this equation of How Did I Get Here.

So IMAGINE MY SURPRISE when I find out said “Jocko” has been incarcerated for Fraud? Identity Theft? as of January 7, 2010, which I found out about right here.(Special Thanks to Merry Gentlemen for the information!)and here.You can basically track what happened the moment “Jocko” went to LA, and started charming many, many other girls, stealing, lying, bouncing around and generally putting his considerably saavy brain to use, using other people.

I laughed out loud for so long when I found out. Partly due to the irony. Partly due to relief that nothing of mine was taken. Partly due to the happiness that he’s been caught. Partly because i intend to get in touch with SFPD about the brand new 2010 mustang he was driving and the pretty fancy condo I was in for our second date, suspiciously devoid of any personal effects, but loaded with furniture and nice decor. (I had teased him at the time.)

And for all those who may have been affected by the sham, do not feel badly. Many of us bright women were taken in. Know his name, now forget his face.

As if dating weren’t hard enough…:D

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