For some reason, I find myself attracted to men in the military. I do not know if it is the uniform, the haircut, the build, or the fact that they can probably shoot an enemy at 60 paces in 0.2 seconds. (Okay, that may not be true, but don't ruin my fantasy.) When perusing dating sites, I am ALWAYS drawn in to read about anyone found in fatigues. I just realized, however, that they may lead me straight to the arms of someone like the UniBomber.... so I will have to rethink the whole fatigues comment.
Anyway, I saw this profile of a man who fit the criteria to catch my attention. He was in combat gear, carrying a huge gun, and black sunglasses. He had other photos on his profile, so I was able to ascertain quickly it was him. His prowlness did not carry through on each individual photo, but my attention was piqued.
I messaged him, and of course he messaged me back. What ensued was a torrid messaging relationship which quickly jumped from the computer to the cell phone. He was a Ranger, but he worked for a security firm in a local city. He was split with his wife, but he could not divorce her because he had strong Catholic values. I should have walked at that moment in time, because married men (no matter what their state) are off limits.
He claimed that he lived at the headquarters, because he was a 12 hour on and 12 hour on call employee. His job was to protect witnesses that were awaiting trials in federal court. For 12 hours at a time, I heard nothing from him while he was on duty. Everything matched up, and I have to believe to this day he is what he says he is.
I met him, and he had definitely changed from his photos (to put it nicely.) We had a great conversation, and he got a call that his son had broken his leg and was being taken to the emergency room by the school. He asked me if I wanted to go with him, but I felt he needed to be with his son alone. I left, and headed home.
Concerned, I texted him later on that afternoon to inquire as to how his son was doing. I didn't hear anything, so the next morning I left him a text telling him I hope his son was okay and to text me and let me know how he was doing. I knew he was at work, but I figured he would see the text and answer me when he got off work.
Monday morning rolls around, and I know he is definitely not on duty. I messaged him, which was in the norm for communication. I immediately get this message back asking if I had messaged him over the weekend. Not thinking a thing about it, I told him yes... I was concerned for his son. He told me he had a meeting in one hour and that it was bad.
Long story short, I had no idea that I was communicating with him on a GOVERNMENT phone... not a private cell. I knew he had to turn in the cell when he would go on duty, because of the ability to use GPS to trace his whereabouts and potentially put a witness in harm's way. However, I did not know that cell was given to ANOTHER OFFICER that was off duty, and that the cell was only supposed to be used for government use. They also had the ability to pull his text and call records, and I knew what they would find would be bad. (Not from my end, but from his... he broke a couple of my rules but I let those few instances slide.) I spent the next two weeks sick to my stomach, thinking that the FBI would now have a file on me with records containing conversations I had. I am sure they had to check me out, because to them I might be a potential terrorist.
Needless to say, I took a month off of dating!
Anyway, I saw this profile of a man who fit the criteria to catch my attention. He was in combat gear, carrying a huge gun, and black sunglasses. He had other photos on his profile, so I was able to ascertain quickly it was him. His prowlness did not carry through on each individual photo, but my attention was piqued.
I messaged him, and of course he messaged me back. What ensued was a torrid messaging relationship which quickly jumped from the computer to the cell phone. He was a Ranger, but he worked for a security firm in a local city. He was split with his wife, but he could not divorce her because he had strong Catholic values. I should have walked at that moment in time, because married men (no matter what their state) are off limits.
He claimed that he lived at the headquarters, because he was a 12 hour on and 12 hour on call employee. His job was to protect witnesses that were awaiting trials in federal court. For 12 hours at a time, I heard nothing from him while he was on duty. Everything matched up, and I have to believe to this day he is what he says he is.
I met him, and he had definitely changed from his photos (to put it nicely.) We had a great conversation, and he got a call that his son had broken his leg and was being taken to the emergency room by the school. He asked me if I wanted to go with him, but I felt he needed to be with his son alone. I left, and headed home.
Concerned, I texted him later on that afternoon to inquire as to how his son was doing. I didn't hear anything, so the next morning I left him a text telling him I hope his son was okay and to text me and let me know how he was doing. I knew he was at work, but I figured he would see the text and answer me when he got off work.
Monday morning rolls around, and I know he is definitely not on duty. I messaged him, which was in the norm for communication. I immediately get this message back asking if I had messaged him over the weekend. Not thinking a thing about it, I told him yes... I was concerned for his son. He told me he had a meeting in one hour and that it was bad.
Long story short, I had no idea that I was communicating with him on a GOVERNMENT phone... not a private cell. I knew he had to turn in the cell when he would go on duty, because of the ability to use GPS to trace his whereabouts and potentially put a witness in harm's way. However, I did not know that cell was given to ANOTHER OFFICER that was off duty, and that the cell was only supposed to be used for government use. They also had the ability to pull his text and call records, and I knew what they would find would be bad. (Not from my end, but from his... he broke a couple of my rules but I let those few instances slide.) I spent the next two weeks sick to my stomach, thinking that the FBI would now have a file on me with records containing conversations I had. I am sure they had to check me out, because to them I might be a potential terrorist.
Needless to say, I took a month off of dating!
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