I hear many people talk about be stalked by other bloggers and they end up having to move their blog.
I once had a stalker in real life, and it was almost 4 years ago.
I used to work at a bookstore parttime, and this guy we shall name "Freakboy", worked there fulltime.
He seemed nice and always tried to talk to me. I became friends with him. We would hang out and spend time together (as friends). The more time I spent with him, the more I realized that he wasn't
"quite right"...(sort of slow, but it wasn't drastic).
After a while, I felt more and more uncomfortable being around him (take in mind I still had to work with him).
He kept talking about getting a different job, so of course I encouraged him.
I know, that was completely selfish of me, I was mostly thinking how nice it would be to not work around him, but he did not know that.
Finally he got a job at an eyecare center, making glasses ~ frames and lenses.
Good for him...and now I didn't have to work around him!
I had wanted to tell him that I no longer wanted to hang out, but I was a little concerned he might not take the news so well (to the point he may do something to himself).
It was apparent that he liked me much more than just a friend, so I decided to break away from him slowly, so it would not hurt his feelings.
I became busy with other people instead of doing stuff with him. Finally, I got the courage, and I told him that I just couldn't hang out anymore that I felt uncomfortable about our friendship. Well, I won't go into complete details of how hard he cried, but all in all, it ended pretty good.
I really was nice to the guy, even though I wanted to scream to him that he was a
"perverted freakboy and I never wanted to be around him anymore".
**Side note~Right about this time I started going out with boyfriend.It wasn't over then....
So, here is what happened because I was nice and did not want to hurt his feelings....
He kept coming in the bookstore at night and hanging out in a section close to the area that I was working and would watch me.
I found out later that he would call nearly every day to find out when I was working.
When my friend told this to me, I went to the manager, he said he would put a stop to this.
He also kept calling me and hanging up. (I know, what grade are we in, 3rd?)
I ended up moving, which was a good thing, now he didn't know where I lived any longer.
Wrong!
Once he came in the bookstore and asked me how I liked living in my new apartment off of Cahaba River Road!!!! What? OMG! Has he followed me?
Then he said
"Oh, I saw your chart at the eye doctor, so I looked at it". WHAT? (Oh, did I mention that he got a job at the eyecare center that is connected to the eye doctor I go to)?
One of the co-workers at the bookstore overheard him tell me this and said
"Dude, that is illegal".
Then he started stuttering and mumbling
...."Uh, well, I didn't really look at it, I just saw it".First of all, he works in the glasses lab, not the doctor's office ~ they just happen to be in the same building, so what was he doing snooping around the doctor's office? ...And secondly, isn't that against the law for him to do that?
I told my boyfriend and he said he was going to talk to him. I think at this point, boyfriend was ready to do more than
"talk to him".It was about a month later, I had to go to my eye doctor to pick up some contacts (luckily "Freakboy" wasn't there, but I was in tow with boyfriend).
They couldn't find my chart, and boyfriend was about to speak up when they finally found it. We contemplated saying something about "Freakboy" anyway, but didn't.
Then we had to get mean...
So, between me, boyfriend and the manager at the bookstore, we finally made "Freakboy" realize if he didn't stop there would be consequences.
He finally did stop!
....And
He no longer works at the eyecare center. I am not sure where he works now, or if he even works...I don't want to know.
He no longer calls me.
I have moved again,
and I no longer work at the bookstore.
What a freak for sure!
I guess I was lucky, it could have been much worse.