Broadway Legend Joined: 9/16/07
I move every 3-5 years.
He was a gay stalker while I was still closeted. He was 20 or so when I was sixteen. He started coming on to me at Rocky Horror one night and I rebuffed him nicely, because I used to think I was straight. Then it turned out we worked at the same mall. He used to sit in the food court and stare at me. One day, when I was working at Tippin's Restaurant and Pie Pantry I went to the back of the store for a second, and he walked up to counter, pulled the order mic over it, clicked it and said, "I'm watching you."
Oh wow. That is disturbing.
Did moving work? Because that seems like a pretty good way to get away from that guy.
Broadway Legend Joined: 9/16/07
The moving part was a joke. I should have put a winky face.
The rest was true. It was an awkward situation, and ultimately compounded by the fact that I was closeted. I used to just have security walk me to my car and eventually it ended. Probably not the best way to handle things, but I was young and had no idea what I should have done.
no it's fine
Because this is a true story from one of my straight friends
"So today at work this creepy 30 year old man named Steve came though the drive-thru and order his food and parked across the street at the gas station and watched me for about 20 mins. then he came back through and order a soda and in his changes he put his phone number!
UPDATE:
IT is worse, my mom has learned that "Steve" is married, has two children, and sells insurance in Roscoe!!!"
Then the found out that(I don't remember how) "steve" said that he was "trying to sell him insurance."
Some people in the world...
Broadway Legend Joined: 9/16/07
See, Cruel, at least no one is stalking you in the scanning room!
he needs to watch out if he gets the job at that coffee shop though.
"See, Cruel, at least no one is stalking you in the scanning room!"
at least not that he knows of...yet...
"Some people were blessed and some were not."
I can assure you - you will NEVER be a "blessed" person with your attitude. You'll remain the loser you are until you stop feeling sorry for yourself.
"See, Cruel, at least no one is stalking you in the scanning room!"
at least not that he knows of...yet...
Yeah. two words.
Security.
Cameras.
My last post from last night is invisible.
"Or interview, for that matter. "
That made me laugh for a good five minutes...thanks.
Oh Cruel, hon...you need to find a job that involves tasks and goals--I have had temp jobs like the one you have now and it DOES SUCK.
And it's just as you describe. I had a week assignment once where I literally shuffled papers from one stack to another.
But when I cook in the summer, yes it's hard and hot and stressful, but there's a much bigger sense of accomplishment and you feel that what you do matters.
Find that and you'll be way happier.
Or just go on the dole and turn into Ignatius P. Reilly.
I worked in a chemical plant one summer as a receptionist and fill-in secretary. At one point, one of the bosses took me out to a trailer filled with about 60 huge boxes of files and asked me to shred every one of them. These were ancient documents -- personnel records, safety inspections, etc. from the 70s and 80s that had to be destroyed (this wasn't an Enron thing -- believe me, I looked as I was shredding).
Three weeks of non-stop putting paper in the shredder. And let me tell you, boxes of paper that have been sitting in a trailer for a few decades are NASTY...all sorts of silverfish and other creepy crawlies living in them. I even found a wasp nest in one. (I knew what everyone in the plant's salary was by the end, though!)
THEN -- as I was wrapping up that task, another boss told me he had a very special assignment. The environmental engineer had left some paperwork in the wrong place and the janitor had thrown them away, so a few of the other secretaries and I had to go to the county dump and sift through piles of garbage until we found that particular piece of garbage. And this was right after the annual Fishin' Fiesta, so the dump reeked of rotting fish and stale beer.
So -- scanning ain't bad, babe.
Updated On: 6/4/08 at 11:10 AM
Broadway Legend Joined: 11/2/05
"I know for a fact that I'm completely untalented in everything"
So perhaps, with this job, you've risen to the height of your potential. Be thankful you have a job, and that mommy pays the bills.
Dear, you aren't old enough to have tried everything.
Cruel, darling, I have two words for you: GROW. UP.
Broadway Legend Joined: 5/14/03
D2, you took the words right out of my mouth.
As for this little gem:
I know for a fact that I'm completely untalented in everything
Well at least you figured it out now. Good for you.
And Calvin, I paid attention to your post. And if you get some, I hope you share. PS, i miss you!!!
If in Heaven you don't excel, you can always party down in hell...
I have a, uh, merchant in my building apparently, but I need an intro.
Miss ya too, babe. Both of ya!
So you don't need, uh, any help I guess.
I could always use a partner! I simply cannot do it alone.
I simply cannot do it alone.
Did you really just quote "Chicago"?
Well, I'm leaving in a few days for the summer, so probably not your best option.
We'd also quote each other to death.
nice.
i read it, and then i had to go back and read it again. I thought my mind was playing tricks on me. Like last night, when I was watching Obama talk, i saw those signs that were like "blah blah blah CAN" and i kept thinking about cubby bernstein and "YES WE CAN"
Broadway Legend Joined: 5/14/03
It's my fault. It's usually my fault when people start quoting Chicago LOL
Calvin, I love you for that.
If in Heaven you don't excel, you can always party down in hell...
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