Got an IM last night from a woman in Brooklyn who doesn't waste time or words.
"Are you Russian?," she wrote.
That was her opening line. Not "Hi," or "Can I ask you a question?" Just, "Are you Russian?"
"No," I responded.
"Never Mind," was her reply, and the conversation was over. No "Thanks," or "Sorry to bother you." Not even a "Dasvidania."
There's nothing in my profile that implies that I'm Russian, nor do I look Russian. I've been to Brighton Beach a couple of times, and I'll stop and watch Maria Sharapova if I catch her playing on TV, but that's as close as I get to being Russian. So the only thing I can infer from this brief exchange is that this chick randomly IMs guys hoping she'll get lucky and find her Russian prince, or no one told her the Cold War is over, and she's looking for commies.
Her rudeness aside, you have to admire someone who gets straight to the point like that. She knows what she wants, and if you don't have it, she has no use for you. No wasting time on small talk and polite pleasantries like us crazy Americans.
So good luck to you Natasha. I hope you find your Boris soon.