I met what I thought was a great guy through Plenty Of Fish. He suggested we go sailing for our first date but I was wary and ended up meeting him for coffee instead.

When we did meet, it all seemed good, and the sailing plan was made. The day before the sail date, he emailed me and said, "Y'know when I said I was divorced? That was true, in the context of my first wife. I failed to convey that I have since remarried." Guess what? That second marriage that he conveniently forgot WASN'T WORKING OUT! Tell me--who's surprised by that fact?

Anyway, at least I wasn't in the middle of the Chesapeake Bay when I found out he was married. Ahh, men, what jerks!