By JENNA WORTHAM
Published: December 18, 2010
“GREETINGS, Your Highness,” the message began. “I had the pleasure of dining in your kingdom last night.”
Before writing an article about a dating Web site, I’d signed up for it in order to vet its service. Once I was done writing about it, I left my profile up. (Newly single, I figured it couldn’t hurt to see what kind of excitement might turn up.)
Then, a slightly creepy note sailed into my in-box.
“Funny how two discrete online identities can so easily intersect by happenstance,” it read.
