Mr. Stalker

So these last few blogs have been funny and light hearted but now I'm gonna break it down for you and get real. If you don't wanna hear a real story about a date that turned tragic..pass on over this one and I'll get a light hearted one up next go around. I just have to get this one out.

WARNING: SAD, YET TRUE!

I was working as a waitress while going to school full time. Met a guy at work that we'll call Mr. Stalker. He was cute. Heard a lot of bad about him. I was trying to over look it. I heard more that I really should have listened to. LADIES!! LISTEN TO THE WARNINGS! I don't even know where to begin so I'll start at the date from hell. I went out to a local bar with a girl from work. He found out I was there and wanted to surprise me. He came in, kissed the other girl on the cheek, and just sat down next to me. Um, no. So I got up and went to say hi to a guy I went to high school with. Then Stalker came over and whispered in my ear that he was too pretty for me to be talking to. I laughed and talked longer just because he said I shouldn't. He was pretty. He's GORGEOUS. But we've always just been friends. I go back and sit down and Stalker goes to grab his beer that was on the bar in front of me. He, on purpose, spills it down my back. I was so mad. I turned and slapped him and he grabbed my wrists and gave me the look of Satan. I told him I knew too many people in there and he better let go. He was kicked out and everyone made sure I was OK. And I was. He was drunk and he was gone and I was fine. This story could be so long so I'm going to take a few short cuts here and there. I end up at some guy friends house and he shows up. He is immediately kicked out. The girl I was with asked me to take her home so I do. He drives by. The guys see this and rush out to make sure we're okay. I hop out and say I'm fine and the next thing I know I'm being pushed into the street because he has his truck in full force jumping the curb into the yard we were in. He flies down the street, U-turns like no body's business and comes back for me. I'm standing in the back of my car just looking at him and he swerves and misses last minute. I go BACK to the yard where the guys are and ask someone to call the police and he comes back yet a THIRD time. We jump out of the way and the guys are hauling butt to his truck. I don't know what they were gonna do when they got there but they didn't get a chance. By the grace of God there was a Constable around the corner that saw the whole thing. He comes over and arrests Mr. Stalker and takes all our statements. That was a night I never want to relive. I had a 3 year old at this point and to think her mommy might not have been here just kills me. He went to jail and is out now. He calls me all the time. He drives by my apartment. He drives by my mothers house. He gets all my new numbers. I'm writing this tonight because he's been texting me for an hour now from a new phone number. I can't block them quick enough. His first text tonight says "My phone doesn't have service here but that doesn't stop me from loving you." I'm honestly not scared of him. He just really thinks he loves me. It was a REALLY bad night. No, I'll never see him again...if I can help it..or anything. I'm just not scared. He's nuts but I think the jail time made him learn his lesson. Anyways I just wanted to share a real HORROR STORY. Thank you for reading. This happened nearly 3 years ago now so I don't need comforted or anything. Just wanted to share. I hope a girl will learn from my stupid mistakes. I made a lot of them when I was younger. But to add to my saying: trying to run your date over with your truck?!?!

WHO DOES THAT?!