So I've been doing some of this online dating. I've had a few dates and met some girls and although I haven't exactly fallen in love or found myself naked and covered in latex and cool whip in a hot tub with the Tri Delts, all in all, the process has been generally agreeable.

A good friend of mine has had better luck - most of the time. He's found several good long term relationships online. Decent people. There was that one pasty little girl who was so self-absorbed that she got angry because he stored my car in his garage while I was out of town for the holidays. Keep in mind, he only had one car. And a three car garage.

Fail to see the issue, right? That's because you are a normal, decent human being. She was demon spawn. And frankly, she had a big ass. Comes from frequently shoving her head up there.

I digress. So he recently met another woman online who, on the surface, appeared normal. Don't they all initially. I swear someone needs to train a Labrador to sniff out the freaks. Seriously. They can teach them to find suicide bombers, why not teach them to sniff out romantic terrorists. Dogs are a better judge of character, and really, they spend half their lives sniffing crotches already. Regardless, they had been dating for a couple months, things seemed to be going well, and, honestly, I liked her.

Until yesterday. After two months of dating without incident (other than the three random, six-hour, panic breaks for total non-issues), she commissioned a friend of hers to contact him anonymously online to see if he would respond. Remember. She contacted HIM. After he begins chatting with this stranger who randomly CONTACTED HIM, she calls him, confronts him, and dumps him on the spot.

Now keep in mind, he never asked this woman out, never said anything provocative, and although he may be guilty of not dropping the "I have a girlfriend" in line number one, he never did anything to justify this kind of behavior. Let alone the whole Match Vice instant messenger sting operation.

Look Crocket, I don't know what kind of bastards you have been dating, or why your daddy left you for the babysitter, or when your prom date fucked your best friend, or when you caught your ex-husband naked with the local boys choir, but you have yourself some SERIOUS trust issues. Seek professional help. Now. I have known that man for THIRTEEN YEARS and speak with him weekly. And despite the fact that you were sharing bodily fluids with him, I promise I know him way better than you do. Take my word when I tell you that your suspicions were way, way off base, and desperately insulting. Of course to take my word you would have to interview all my grade school teachers, meet my mom, force me to submit to a polygraph, and slip sodium amytal in my smoothie, so I figure this little rant is all in vain anyway.

Even *IF* your concerns were justified and even *IF* he ignored the girl, your actions justify his kicking you to the curb immediately. Frankly, he is better off.