What a Difference a Dot Makes

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What a difference a dot makes, especially in an email address. Apparently there are two Sandra Seeleys, but one lives in Greenville, New York and the original one (moi) lives in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. I have been receiving the imposter's emails for several years now. 

I have tried emailing her to relay some important information, but just ended up emailing myself! I've sent her a friend request, but I guess she doesn't want to be my friend (how sad). I've tried messaging her with no response (Is it possible to ghost oneself?). In desperation, I've even sent her a lovely letter by way of the most unconventional method imaginable (USPS). 

I first became aware of Sandra #2 (S#2) when I received an email telling me my (her) credit card was declined for her order of dog food. I didn't want New York Doggie to go hungry, so this is when I first started trying to contact S#2. 

Over the years, I have learned a wealth of information about this person. I know that she has a dog and a horse, a horse that gets routine meds to prevent horsey diseases. I envy S#2 because I too want a horse. I envy her for other more personal reasons such as her bra size (not saying whether I wish my ladies were larger or smaller!). S#2 recently ordered shoes, and I have to admit, I'm happier with my smaller size in footwear. I know her preferences in shampoo and household items. I know that she places a lot (too many in my opinion) of orders on eBay. 

The only reason any of this bothers me is because I get an email every single time she orders something. Then I get an update about the expected delivery date. Then I get an email notification when it is delivered. I'm just wondering if my annoying doppelganger is also receiving these notifications.

I would love for S#2 to change her email address, but I know that would probably complicate her life. So I'm resigned to receiving unwanted emails and not having a new friend. 

A Call To Action: If any of my readers know Sandra Seeley of Greenville, New York, please let her know that I've been trying to reach her. I'm not a stalker, just a frustrated writer who will continue to use her emails for my humor columns unless she agrees to be my friend. How pathetic is that that I have to blackmail someone into being my friend? Will you be my friend instead? If you comment on this article, I will consider you my friend! 

Sandra Warholic Seeley - All my life, and half of someone else's, I have lived in a humorous place called Earth. My muse is a tiny menehune from the island of Oahu in Hawaii where I lived for a year. Ernest Hemingway once sat under the exact same coconut tree where I did most of my writing. I'm also a sensitive to criticism Virgo who loves to get paid for writing and speaking funny stuff. Even though my mind is filled with volcanic ash residue and I'm still finding sand in my shorts, I will continue to write until my muse retires or I run out of pretty blue drinks, whichever comes first. Don't be bashful, email the author.