"Well, what would you be doing"? He asks.
"It's a phone job, so easy money basically and it's close to home." I reply.
"Wait, a phone job, remember what happened the last time you had a phone job? You got a stalker and things ended badly."
Oh yeah...
Our friend and neighbor whom overheard the conversation said "wait, what? A stalker?" Yeah, long story.
It just goes to remind me that I've had a few of them and I'm sure I'll probably have a few more in my lifetime. People are strange in a general sense. Some people hold on to things they really shouldn't and don't hold on to the things they should. In this case, Sanity is one of the things people SHOULD hold on to.
In the past, I was stalked by an ex-boyfriend for breaking up with him. I wasn't even the first woman to ever break up with him and being completely honest he had to have seen it coming. I was miserable in that relationship and did everything in my power to get out of it before actually finding the courage to break it off.
I've also been stalked by ex-girlfriends of guys who I was seeing. This really makes me feel sad. When you get into a relationship, you don't really have any true way of knowing what happened in that person's past and you quite honestly have to take their word for it, but some girls hold on to men who really aren't worth it. Trust me, they never are worth stalking someone. Besides, the guys don't find it flattering (at least not the sane ones) they find it terrifying or crazy. Just saying.
At one of my previous jobs, there was an incident where a co-worker had to be escorted off the grounds for making threats. He was crazy. There is no way around that. Who says in an open office area that they will bring a gun in and shoot everyone? Yeah, weird. So the case that my boyfriend was referring to was just a very strange occurrence that I'm sure rarely ever happens. Anyways, to further include why I was especially concerned about this guy is because he pointed out a group that included me and accused us of laughing at him (completely not the case at all, we hadn't even noticed him in the room). He apparently decided to target my work group due to his suspicions about our laughter that day. Weirdo. I only hope that he eventually got the help he needed.
I suppose that stalking people is one of those "animal" type instincts that people have, but I wonder about it a lot. What pushes someones buttons enough to actually take time out of their day to track someone down or follow them? Why would someone do such horrible things to someone else? If your life is miserable, don't blame someone else, change it. Do something other than stalk someone, because not only is it illegal it's just weird and creepy. No one likes a stalker, just saying.
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