Joseph Dobbie is the latest eager emailer to be the subject of global humiliation in the media because of a mail that fell into the wrong hands. If you don't know about the story, check the BBC, Times, Guardian or Mirror. It's an example of how, and who, not to chat up when you're only a few emails away from the media. Here's the email he sent in full, which I received today.
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-----Original
Message-----
From: Sean Meikle
Sent: 14 July 2006 12:35
To: David Cook;
'Nigel Clarkson'; 'Ged
Glover'; Dan Cresta; 'Jamie Lindsay'; 'Dominic Makin';
Nick Bailey;
'Adlam, John'; 'Chris Forrester'; 'Andrew Morley'
Subject:
FW: how to ask a girl out (in a round about way)
This poor f*cker's
life's ruined.
His phone number's on this.
Hahahaha
Let's
see if he can make metro on Monday...
-----Original Message-----
From: Catherine Schrier
Sent: 14 July 2006 12:20
To: 'Dominic
Winchester'; Sean Meikle; Jonathan Fowles; Hugh Griffiths;
Charlotte
Wightman; Richard Desforges
Subject: FW: how to ask a girl out (in a round
about way)
Oh my god!
----- Forwarded by Jane
Winsall/MEC/London/Media on 11/07/2006 12:09
-----
i
met this man on saturday.
-----Original Message-----
From
Sent:
11 July 2006 01:41
To: Kate Winsall
Subject: Lady of the
cake
Hello Kate,
It?s joe - we met at Andrew?s
party.
I hope you don?t mind me getting your e-mail address from the
e-mail
that Andy sent to us all; it is a bit sneaky of me.
It was
wonderful to meet you on Saturday, and I wonder if you would
consider meeting
me for coffee sometime; maybe at the Tate Modern?
OK. This is where
my common sense is telling me to stop? keep it simple
and
positive
joe.
And the probability of me listening to that voice? Experience
has taught
me that it is not worth putting up a fight; I will end up giving
in to
the part of me that never wants to find itself shaking its head and
muttering ?if only?'
This is the part where I throw caution to
the wind; the part where I
listen
to my heart and remember that I
should live my life as an exultation and
revel in the opportunity to try; the
part where I refuse to apologize
for who I am; the part where I trust that
the lady I met on Saturday
night is, as I suspect, able to see sincerity
where others would see
clich
.
I am fortunate enough to have been able to collect a number of
special
memories. They are memories of moments that made any struggle
leading up
to them worthwhile. They are memories of moments when I am struck
by
something so beautiful, time stands still and all of the ugliness in the
world ceases to exist.
Your smile is the freshest of my special
memories.
Regardless of whether we see each other again, I will use
it as I do my
other special memories. I will call on it when I am
disheartened or low.
I will hold it in my heart when I need inspiration. I
will keep it with
me for moments when I need to find a smile of my
own.
I am unsure of all my motives for sharing this with you and, if
I am
honest, not ready to examine them too closely. However, I know that it
makes me feel good to believe that maybe, if you are ever upset,
knowing
that I will be keeping your smile alive might help
you through.
If you are half as intelligent and aware as I believe
you to be, I am
sure that you will find what I have written, in the very
least, sweet.
If I am twice as lucky as I would dare to hope, you
will find this note
charming and agree to contact me and arrange a date.
Either way, I trust that your reply will be candid - you told me
how
much you value honesty.
One last thing, I promise that it is
enormously rare for me to stray as
far
from sobriety as I managed on
Saturday night.
Be safe.
Joe

It is cheesy, but it could have been sooooo much worse.
Posted by: Chris Green | July 26, 2006 at 08:41 AM
And they say romance is dead. Hats off to him I say. Nutter granted, but at least he's an honest nutter.
Posted by: Peter J | July 26, 2006 at 05:19 PM
The trouble with all those people, all those unfeeling mortals who find it necesssary to scoff at what Joe has written is that they are incapable of feeling such depth themselves. Jealousy perhaps, or maybe even fear at confronting their own emotions-it seems to be endemic in this day and age. What the hell was wrong with the email in the first place? Are we that hardened by the current era? Good on you Joe, it's simply great to see that there are people still left in the world eloquent and feeling enough to bother writing something like this. Your critics are merely living half-lives, drone-like and subservient to the media whether that be the newspapers or TV. All power to you Joe-at least you are alive in side, unlike so many people I have come across. How nice to be alive instead of emotionally comatose. Keep up the good work. There are many who admire you out here!
Posted by: Lynn Malikoff-Johnston | July 29, 2006 at 09:18 PM
I read about this in the Guardian and was intrigued to find out what the fuss was about so i googled it and found this site. What the hell is the fuss about? Okay, so the guy is a bit of a romantic and has sent a girl a very fruity wordy romantic email. So bloody what? It's the girl I feel sorry for. She's obvioulsy so hardened by modern 21st century coldness and oblivious to being wooed by a decent bloke that she had to send it on to freinds to see what they thought. I say good luck to you Joe. Maybe not the kind email you should send after JUST meeting a girl....more like after a coupole fo dates when you know she's interested in you, but apart from that he's just being honest.
I find it really sad how people today think that this is some kind of grounds for derision and humiliation. They are truely the sad ones....not Joe.
Posted by: Mike Buckley | July 30, 2006 at 03:37 AM
I quite agree with the above comments. What's the big deal? I am quite proud of being a hopeless romantic myself. It might not work but why should I give in and change if that would lead me to be any less successful.
Boycott the media I say. Damn Big Brother.
Posted by: Adrian | July 30, 2006 at 05:05 PM