I got a voice mail from a guy that sounded like Indian accent! I was so excited, always dreamt of spending time with a guy who knew yoga, kama sutra and whose spirituality would melt me into his arms. I was confused about the IRS fraud thingy - is he joking!! I am a model, but I am not stupid. I am like, may be he was teasing, when all he wanted to do was to ask me out.

I put on my lipstick (I don't know why) and called him back. Instead of chit chat and asking me out, he goes into this boring discussion about IRS, taxes, arrest, police, and pay now. I am like, hello Mr. Clueless, what are you talking about. So, finally, I made my move and told him to shove his shyness and nervous talk about IRS, and tell me his real Indian name and is there someplace we could meet.

That is when he broke my heart. He said he is not Indian, he is a Pakistanee. WHAT!!! How dare you call me, you idiot, I ask. Put me on your do not call list. Right now, you idiot. He cusses at me. I am like how dare you cuss at me, you idiot. I ended the call.

What a disappointment!!