I’m glad I’m not a creeper magnet, but sometimes it’s hard to avoid. Let me tell you what happened years ago:
I was walking home from a reunion and I was a block away, when some random guy started to walk alongside me. He started with the usual, “isn’t this a beautiful day?” (total cheesefest) and then proceeded to introduce himself (we’ll call him, ‘creepo’).
Creepo: My name is Creepo, what’s yours?
Of course I wasn’t going to give him my real name
Creepo: Nice to meet you. So, what do you do?
Because I know some creepers may snap, I just played along.
Me: Psychology student (total lie)
Creepo: Nice, where?
Total stalker vibe
Me: =random university I’ve never been to=
Creepo: That’s very nice
At this point, I was almost home, but I wasn’t going to show him where I lived, so I diverted to the nearby supermarket. At this point, I told him I had to go get some things for my family (so if he had a plan to hurt me, he knew they’d chase after him), so while I waited for the light, we said good-bye.
Creepo: Do you need any help?
Me: Nope. I’m good.
Creepo: Well, nice to meet you. Hope to see you around. Perhaps, you can examine my brain one day =using flirtatious voice=
Really? You just said that?
Me: Ha…yea…okay, good-bye
I never saw him again :p.
❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤