“I asked if this was maybe a very, very lame, roundabout dinner-date invitation – to ask her to come over for cabbage. “No, he was really asking me how to cook cabbage,” she moaned. The same guy e-mailed her a few days later with this gem, and again, this is not a joke: “I recently got my futon wet and put it outside to dry, but it got caught in the rain, so now it’s wet again.”
