I went out for dinner & drinks with some girlfriends last Friday evening. Our server somehow became overly attentive to me. Usually, this is a good thing, right? Well, not in this case. He's kinda stalkerish. Creepy. Gave me the willies to be honest.
I was telling the ladies about our news interview and he happened to overhear me as he brought our beverages. He comments that he's got a tv star at his table and asks for my autograph. I have a very difficult time being outright rude to someone unless they've pissed me off in a major way, so I kinda chuckled and we went back to talking. He then goes on to say something almost each time he comes to our table. And at point, I, for some reason, had my hand in the air for the briefest second and he walked by and high-fived me.
It kind of became a joke, and most of the others were just as weirded out by him too. We discovered the lamp above our table had this bat, as in the flying-winged creature, on the piece. On purpose. It wasn't just some leftover Halloween decoration. Someone asked him about it and he had no clue, but thought it was cool and said he'd probably have it in his house if he could.
He must have been new as he had some issues with figuring out our checks and we seemed to be his only table. I'd feel a bit bad for him and then he'd comment to me again, and I'd drop that bad feeling quick. When we left, he made sure to ask what night our interview was going to air and said he'd watch. All I could think of was that he was going to tape our piece and masterbate to it later. Isn't that awful of me? But seriously, that's how creepy the guy was to me. Second that I was with a group of ex-coworkers who work with abuse victims and we are all thinking along the same lines. I got two emails from the group on Monday after I sent out the link to the news article, that mentioned how said my "stalker" was going to be when he didn't see me on TV this week. I am ever so grateful our story aired days earlier than I expected.
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Major creeps. Been there, hated it.
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