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“Change your name” is the advice I get most often when I worry about this.
“That’s the other type of shit that makes me hard-up! This is what Renea, who is 47 and lives outside Toledo, Ohio, does for up to 100 hours a week, stopping only for new “Game of Thrones” episodes and smoke breaks and calls from her boyfriend, Jimmy, who is currently incarcerated in Kentucky and who she met through the business.
These virtual introductions don’t make life easier for me. I assumed that the only guys who would date me would be those with their own records, statistically not an intellectual crowd. I assumed he said this because he was one of the good guys. “I see they have good English grammar classes at Delaware.” “Not even close to my major.” “What was your major? ” as I learned to use social media, having missed out on its boom while in the clink. Will the rest of us ever meet someone who is sincere yet doesn’t care about our records?