On another message board I frequent a couple times a month, I have picked up an e-stalker. I honestly don't know why this guy is so mad at me. I'm not my usual sarcastic self on this site, actually quite vanilla but whatever it is I said it incensed him enough that he's in aded my email address and the INSTANT I show up he's on me, posting messages not insulting, but meant to hurt such as: "Is your daughter still a virgin? I can remedy that for you" ...now, on TiB we like to bask in our "depravity" but never once would a member of this board say something that horrid to me, or virtually anybody for that matter. Of course, big words have no effect on me. I refuse to slap-fight and it blissfully pisses him off ten food which is a win as far as I'm concerned. The only time on TiB I heard of shit getting personal was KIMaster's disgusting and offside hack job he tried to pull on iczorro. Still, I wonder: what is it that drives a person so much as to pull something as sick as stalking? Stalking in real life is a different beast. It's scary and unpredictable (especially for a woman) and it gets you rightfully thrown in jail. I don't get it. What's the endgame here? I'm not looking for advice here since my issue is a non-issue in my eyes, but others have hadit pretty rough with lunatics and I'd like to hear about it. Focus: Tales of stalking that you have known or experienced, let's hear the W5 on why somebody would become obsessed with you. Alt-Focus: ever stalked somebody for what you thought was a legitimate reason? Confess, you crazy fuck!
In the pre-social media days of AOL Instant Messenger, I had this girl from the next town over who was bat-shit insane stalk me. She would randomly message me on AIM, but under different aliases after I had blocked her. I never really worried about it, I thought she was just a little awkward and weird until one of her AIM profiles was named "FutureMrsJuice (except my real last name). This creeped me the fuck out. I wasnt afraid for safety or anything, this girl was 110 lbs soaking wet, but I would start finding notes on my car and in my parents mailbox addressed to me, especially after it was made perfectly clear that I wasnt interested. Despite that, I didnt really want the girl's feelings destroyed or anything. I had one of my female friends confront her and tell her in the nicest way possible that she needed to leave me alone, because if I had to do it I would have been a jerk about it. On another note, after we were married, my wife informed me she stalked me a bit in college after we first met, well before we started dating. So I guess she won?
Focus: my roommates and I were stalked in university by the Domino's guy. We ordered a pizza during exams and just talked to the lonely guy while we waited for the pizza to arrive because it was a better distraction than hitting the books. When dinner arrived, it was up sized, there were breadsticks and cinnamon twists and two bottles of Coke. His phone number and a thank you message were scrawled on the box. We ignored it and ate. The next night, guess who called. "I'm around the corner. Want me to drop off a pizza?" Uh, no. And you have our credit card info, names, phone number and address. Jesus. We called campus police and they patrolled. Two days later, guess who rang our doorbell, holding a L pepperoni? Fuck it. We called the real police and reported him. That was the last we saw of Dave from Domino's.