The worst type of breadcrumber is the one who resurfaces every six months, and like the Loch Ness monster, you almost can’t believe this creature has come back into your life. But there he is, saying, ‘Hey, I was just thinking about you.’ It’s like a meerkat poking its head up. But not nearly as cute.
Alicia Winokur, quoted in this NYT piece by Jessica Bennett on “breadcrumbing”: The Agony of the Digital Tease”
Brb, need to respond to a few emails.
Thoughts?