Submitted by Joan:
Roland took me out to a nice Italian restaurant. He insisted on paying for everything, and I was very grateful. He was a smooth talker and I ate up everything he said. This was a guy I really wanted to like, and he had a lot of positive qualities.
He bragged about how the business he started himself hardly required any upkeep on his end. I was impressed by this, but also a bit curious: his business was the designing, creation, and installation of kitchen cabinets. How could that not require much effort?
He said, "I'm the big boss. My employees do all the work."
The date went fine, and nothing else seemed out of the ordinary. When I made it home, I looked up his business online. There it was, just as he said, but something was very odd. The president of the company, who he said he was, seemed to be someone else, albeit with the same last name. Roland was listed as, "Executive Assistant Vice President of Logistical Analytic Systems." A strand title for the head of a company to have, wouldn't you say?
I did a bit more research and checked out the link on company history. It was actually started by his grandfather in the 1950s, and now his brother, not himself, was running it. He seemed to be relegated to a lessor role than that which he had claimed. He didn't even start the company, and he made a big deal all about starting it!
I figured that I might give him the benefit of the doubt with one more date. The second time, he was all up on how his workweek went, "He came to me, the head of the company," and "Being the head of the company, I was asked the questions," etc.
I asked him if he had a business card. He said he didn't have one on him. I asked him if I could drop by where he worked sometime and he became very defensive at once. Something weird was up with this guy.
The next week, I called up his cabinet company and asked to speak to the "Executive Assistant Vice President of Logistical Analytic Systems," and the guy on the phone asked me if I was serious. I told him I was, and he said, "Okay, but... he's... he's not really... well, okay, I'll give you his voicemail."
Roland's voicemail was, "Heeeeeeeeeey!" >BEEP<. I had nothing to say, so I hung up. Something about the whole situation gave me a bad feeling, so I ended things shortly thereafter. Since I've revisited the website, his name and title have been stricken from it. But the company is still in business. Weird.
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Submitted by Joan: