Oh my life is extremely weird, yet again, I’m a weird person…but I’m not sure if I deserve getting chased and harassed by crazy men. In this post, I’m going to walk you through the last two crazy ass men I’ve encountered…it’s an awesome journey and my friends are still laughing about it (unfortunately).
While ago me and friends went to a gothic nightclub downtown. I was wearing a rose colored anime wig and all black. This nightclub is actually awesome, great dance floor and it’s dark and you can just let loose and be yourself. So, I was dancing and jumping up and down. My friend noticed there was a guy following me and took a glance. When I tell you, he looked like the type of guy that would stuff me in the back of his trunk….I’m not lying. He was old, short and wearing camo, his eyes were red and locked on me (the girl with the pink wig).
To test out the theory of whether or not he was really following me around…I starts dancing to other areas of the dance floor. It was extremely weird, every move I made, he made a move closer to me. Then I started hiding behind friends and trying to hop around quickly so he’d lose me (though I’m not sure if hopping really helped my cause). Though during this time a vampire goth stopped to inquire why I was hopping around. I said, “I like hopping”. Then he said that it’s dangerous..and then I stopped hopping…then he went away. I’m not sure whether that guy was legitimately concerned about me dangerously hopping or he wanted to see my boobs bounce up and down.
Once I stopped being bothered with that guy, I continued trying to avoid the weirdo. At one point I got tired and told my friends I had to use the restroom. Once I sprinted towards the exit, the guy literally was running after me. So instead of actually exiting, I thought I could lose him by making a sharp turn to the other side of the dance floor. This probably would have been a better strategy if I didn’t have on a pink wig, but nonetheless I started running around the dance floor. Eventually I fell and some goths acted like they cared. Then I ran back towards my friends and he was still coming after me so I ran towards the exit and to the restroom area.
A couple of my friends who didn’t know what was going on chased me to make sure I was okay. Back on the dance floor a guy friend actually stopped the crazy dude and told him to stop following me. Apparently the guy said he was only interested in seeing my dress. Kind of obvious, even by my clothing in the club darkness that I wasn’t wearing anything that looked like a dress. Eventually I came back to the dance floor and the crazy guy mysteriously disappeared. Later, we danced to industrial electronic music and laughed about it afterward. And….they are still laughing about it.
Now onto the recent weird. So me and a friend went to an art showing and then to a local hangout bowling and bar spot. Right when I walk in, I notice a guy sitting alone on the couch with a drawing pad and he looked right at me. We went to get pizza and sat a few tables behind him. I was sitting facing his back and my friend was sitting to my right. I kept noticing him turn around to look at us but I didn’t think anything of it. Then he quietly approaches our table…and stands there…til I stop being awkward and said, “hello?”. He came over, so quietly that my friend jumped up after looking over…and normally, she doesn’t jump at anything. He attempts to talk extremely quietly and then suggest we were drunk because we kept asking him to repeat what he said. He then hands us the caricature he drew of us and then asked me what I did and if I worked. Then he asked if I worked for free, I said no. It eventually led to him insinuating that we should pay him for the picture, and I paid him a few dollars. Then after a few more questions, he insinuated that we were drunk and that I was a lesbian. Then he offered his hand for me to shake….of course I shook it, then he kissed it. However, he did not kiss my friends hand because apparently she wasn’t hot enough for him.
Then he left, and we continued to eat and talk about how weird he was. I noticed he went to go get pizza and was there at the counter for a really long time. Eventually, he started walking towards us with his pizza, but went to the bar to get water…we thought we were in the clear…but no, no we weren’t. He then sat at our table to ramble about something. Then again he tried to shake my hand…of course again, I was being nice and shook his hand. Then he tried to kiss it but this time I tried to snatch back my hand. However, he was extremely strong in gripping my hand and pulled me over to kiss it.
I then started to get a headache because of all of the laughing I was doing from being nervous and feeling awkward so I proceeded to just leave. So there you go, my two main run-ins with crazy ass guys. Trust me, there are more, but that might require a book.