I Paid for an Invisible Girlfriend. Things Took a Weird Turn.


Read on esquire.com

“Are you sure she’s fake?” my girlfriend asked. We had just walked in the door. It was late; we hadn’t eaten.

“Yes, she’s fake. She’s a robot.”

“Well, how do you know?”

I had created Zoe earlier that afternoon on Invisiblegirlfriend.com, a new website with the depressing motto: Finally. A girlfriend your family can believe in. The plan was to date her for one week. The site automatically generated her name, but I picked her hometown, interests, and photo. (more…)