I so identified with that when I got the newsletter this week, Jenna. I think it (unfortunately) comes with the territory when you start becoming known to strangers.
I have a story of similar ilk. For those who don't know, I am a teeny little fish in a teeny little pond; I write a movie review column for two local papers with a total circulation of maybe 12,000. Well, one day I'm sitting in a food court at a local plaza and this woman comes up to me and starts going on about how she got drunk last night (she still smelled of booze) and now she's stranded and needs to make a phone call to get a ride but she doesn't have a cell phone and gosh then she saw me and thought because she knows me she'd drop by and ask to use my cell phone....
She knows me? I'd never set eyes on her before in my life. As soon as I said I didn't have a phone, she started getting annoyed. Then I said that I was sorry, but I couldn't help her, and she started crying and calling me names and that she should have known I'd be that way thinking I was better than everyone else....
I packed up and left the court with my lunch half eaten.
Some people are completely nuts. That was just one incident, I can't imagine having to deal with the number of e-mails you get, Jenna.