Kalah Allen

I catfished my old boss. Here’s how it went: For a year, I did everything I could to be a model employee. She never let up and she continued to treat me like shit in every way possible. She was miserable, and made sure I was while I was there, too. I ate crow the entire time and continued looking for a better job. Little did I know she was single and on the prowl—so when I noticed her profile, I created a patsy to engage her with. She ate it up while I dangled a perfect match, luring her in. My fake profile mirrored hers quite well! On my last day at work, I called in sick and had her drive to meet my catfish creation at a restaurant on the coast. While she wonders what’s taking the love of her life so long to get there, she checked her email. I let her know she could go fuck herself.—Anonymous