Stalking is not sexy

February 11, 2008 (96 days ago) at 5:24 pm
Posted in Drama, Family, Rants, Work

I’m going to come right out and just say it…

My husband has a stalker.

Now, I know that sentence may invoke feelings of fear and/or other unpleasant emotions, but thankfully it’s not as severe as it sounds. But it’s still enough to piss me off and keep me on edge.

As you may or may not know, Josh works at a nearby rent-to-own company. Droves of people with horrible credit trek their way to said rent-to-own company on a daily basis, determined to rent something outrageously expensive only to have it repossessed soon after due to not making their payments on time. “LOLZ i mai hav bad kredut, but i will git dat $5,000 plazmuh tv no mattah wut!” And yes, some of the customers I’ve met really sound like that. Anyway, rinse and repeat, it happens all the time, because that’s just how the business operates.

One woman (I use that term very loosely here) in particular rented a computer about a week and a half ago, and has had Josh set in her sights ever since. Over the course of the week, she has done the following things: (and I feel that a bulleted list is in order)

• Called his place of employment numerous times asking for him specifically to ‘come out and fix her computer’.
• Stopped by the store with a friend of hers just to hang out next to him and talk to him.
• Was spotted by other co-workers driving around the building numerous times while looking around intently.
• Spotted him by chance at a nearby gas station (while on the job in a company truck) and bum rushed him and his co-worker just ‘to see what they’ve been up to’.
• Stopped by the store on his day off, and after discovering he wasn’t there, asked everyone where he was.

And that’s only part of it. Josh has made it clear to this woman that he’s not interested. He’s told her he’s happily married, has a child, and that she needs to stop calling and visiting his work. But did that deter her? Not a bit. He’s gotten to the point where he avoids being in the store as much as possible because she’s been going there every. single. day. He has other co-workers monitor his calls. If she does call, he has someone else talk to her. He looks around before going outside for a break to make sure she isn’t there. And I’m sure you’re thinking what I’m thinking:

This shit is completely insane.

She obviously can’t take a fucking hint. Either that or she blatantly doesn’t care. Not only has he told her he’s not interested in several different ways, but his co-workers have even told her to stop calling and/or stopping by the store unless it’s strictly business related. He doesn’t want you. How much clearer can anyone make it?

It’s got to come to an end, and one way or another, it will. It still seems pretty harmless right now - weird and frightening, but harmless nonetheless - but I’m waiting for the day that she begins to call the house, or follow him in his car, or something else equally as stalkerish. And as calm, cool, and collected as I am about 99.9% of the time, something like that would push me over the edge. And that homewrecking whore doesn’t want any of me. :)