Long but amusing story all 100% true...
I has a stalker. Normally I wouldn't mind this - hell I'd encourage the young hotties to follow me everywhere
, but this is different this stalker is a 6'5" 400 pound male.
Back story:
Grade school, 4th grade - A new student transfers in and he is a fucking giant, he's tall & fat and dork. I hung out with him for a bit because my parents asked me to because his mom asked my parents to ask me to and I obliged.
Fast forward to 8th grade. I haven't really talked to or been nice to this guy for the past 2 years, in fact that was the way I was with most people in my class. We graduate, I move and go to a different high school than all of my class mates.
Things going well at my new school, I'm playing EQ with a few from school and I start to get IMs the spring of my freshmen year.
They are from the giant man. Being the nice guy that I am I make some small talk. Then things get weird, he starts to ask me how big my muscles are, how big my feet are and how I am hung. Then he goes on to mention he checked me out in the locker room a few times after I was done with swim team practice and he was done with swimming lessons.
Ok thats enough of that shit, I put him on block. After the original block I start to get more IMs from him on different names asking why I blocked him etc etc. I put all those on blocks. He keeps creating names so finally I changed my AIM name my sophomore year in high school.
Alright name change seems to have taken care of my little problem. Nothing heard from my stalker for my sophomore , junior, or senior years of high school. I'm in the clear.
Or am I...
My biggest mistake was mySpace. After starting school again after high school I created a mySpace page, all the cool kids were doing it. Well apparently the stalker check mySpace often for me b/c 2 days after creating the account and giving it the URL off myspace.com/Frequency629<- Frequency629 being my new AIM name I recieved an IM from him.
So I block him right away. Things seem ok... Until I start receiving IMs from females who said they just happened to have my screen name or it was given to them by a friend or they just looked me up. First one I talked to for a bit, well until she started asking a list of questions that was vaguely familiar, do you work out? i bet you have big muscles you. How big are your feet? you seem like a big guy. How big is your cawk?...
WtF that was way to weird for me so I did a quick IP compare ans sure enough the IP was a match to that of my stalker. Blocked. This again goes on for a few months I talk to them out of sheer humor then block them. Whenever a pic was requested I always sent them one of his mySpace pics.
Finally we were back to the just blocking him as soon as he IMed me. At one point I had 40+ different names of his on my block list.
Things stop and I go back to living my "normal" life. Eventually(3 years later) He IMs me again, I be nice and talk to him. things seem to be going normal when he starts talking about shoe shopping and asking me if I have a hard time finding shoes and what size shoe do I where. I block him and my girlfriend is crying on my bed going, "Hey you can't blame the guy for trying a roundabout approach trying to catch you off guard."
Fast Forward to today about a year later. I try to be nice.
"I sees a donut"
Too easy I refrain and let you use your imagination
"I has a fart, it is stuck"
Said best by my roommate's girlfriend
"God I hope they don't ride in the same elevator"
I has a stalker. Normally I wouldn't mind this - hell I'd encourage the young hotties to follow me everywhere
Back story:
Grade school, 4th grade - A new student transfers in and he is a fucking giant, he's tall & fat and dork. I hung out with him for a bit because my parents asked me to because his mom asked my parents to ask me to and I obliged.
Fast forward to 8th grade. I haven't really talked to or been nice to this guy for the past 2 years, in fact that was the way I was with most people in my class. We graduate, I move and go to a different high school than all of my class mates.
Things going well at my new school, I'm playing EQ with a few from school and I start to get IMs the spring of my freshmen year.
Alright name change seems to have taken care of my little problem. Nothing heard from my stalker for my sophomore , junior, or senior years of high school. I'm in the clear.
My biggest mistake was mySpace. After starting school again after high school I created a mySpace page, all the cool kids were doing it. Well apparently the stalker check mySpace often for me b/c 2 days after creating the account and giving it the URL off myspace.com/Frequency629<- Frequency629 being my new AIM name I recieved an IM from him.
WtF that was way to weird for me so I did a quick IP compare ans sure enough the IP was a match to that of my stalker. Blocked. This again goes on for a few months I talk to them out of sheer humor then block them. Whenever a pic was requested I always sent them one of his mySpace pics.
Finally we were back to the just blocking him as soon as he IMed me. At one point I had 40+ different names of his on my block list.
Things stop and I go back to living my "normal" life. Eventually(3 years later) He IMs me again, I be nice and talk to him. things seem to be going normal when he starts talking about shoe shopping and asking me if I have a hard time finding shoes and what size shoe do I where. I block him and my girlfriend is crying on my bed going, "Hey you can't blame the guy for trying a roundabout approach trying to catch you off guard."
Fast Forward to today about a year later. I try to be nice.
And now for the pics you've all be waiting for. All captioned by yours truelyThe Stalker: hey
Frequency 629: hey
The Stalker: do u think u'd be up for bowling some time?
Frequency 629: i currently bowl 2 times a week
The Stalker: lol
The Stalker: leagues?
Frequency 629: yea
The Stalker: whats your average
Frequency 629: 215 no tap and 171 regular
The Stalker: damn
The Stalker: mine is like 140
The Stalker: yesterday i went and they didnt have shoes for me (size 14)
The Stalker: had to wear size 16 clown shoes
The Stalker: i was gonna see if we could all reunite: me u todd and chris, but todd pisses me off
Frequency 629: well i currently work 45 hours a week at my job, bowl 2 nights a week, put in another 30 hours or so of time for my own programming projects, and have my g/f to entertain yet
The Stalker: ok
Frequency 629: so my schedule is short on time
The Stalker: well im just saying think about it sometime
Frequency 629: kk
The Stalker: im glad u at least want to chat
The Stalker: out of curiosity, do u wear more than a size 13?
The Stalker: lately i cant find many shoes in my size or theyre the 140 dollar sneakers too
Frequency 629: See that right there is why i keep blocking you, all the weird questions and such. Who cares about shoe size, muscle size etc etc. and you always try to go about it in a round about way every time. Hell there was even that string of you pretending to be a chick that was just fucking weird - and yes i know it was you I did IP compares
Frequency 629: i gota work now
The Stalker: how did u get my IP?
Frequency 629: you can do many wonderful things with the older version of AIM and grabbing IPs was one of them
The Stalker: oh ok
The Stalker: im sorry i asked about those things in the past, i just remember back when we would hang out. i guess when i had more friends and i remember how u had big biceps etc. so if becoming friends means not talking bout it, i will stop
The Stalker: do u think we could be friends again?
"I sees a donut"
Too easy I refrain and let you use your imagination
"I has a fart, it is stuck"
Said best by my roommate's girlfriend
"God I hope they don't ride in the same elevator"