Repo-Man
Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 6:09 pm
Okay...
So last weekend I went out on a first date with a guy... We'll call him Amferny. Amferny is a Repo-man. Anyone wanna guess where he took me for our first date? Well if you guessed "out to repo cars" BINGBINGBINGBING Congratulations, you get a cookie.
Well then I go out of town for the week for work-related training. I flew home today and while driving home from the airport, my Dad calls to tell me that he just had a visitor... Dad answered the door, and this guy standing outside says "Hi, I'm the repo-guy." My Dad damn near punched him. Amferny hands my dad some flowers and says "Please give these to your beautiful Daughter." Dad says ok, and tells him that I should be home at some point tonight. Amferny says "Yeah, I know. Her plane already landed."
Ok. So maybe a little creepy that he's tracked my flight?
Well having never before gotten flowers from anyone, ever in my life... ((Ok well my brother brought me a plant once for my birthday but it was half dead and he's my brother so I don't think that counts.)) I was pleasantly surprised to come home to a dozen pink roses. So I call him to thank him.
Now during the past few days we'd made plans to go out again tonight. Knowing I'm a professional quality chef, he was very interested in having me cook us dinner. So the plan was to go repo some more cars, go to the grocery store then back to his place to cook dinner and watch a movie. Well when I called to thank him for the flowers, he starts in on this thing about well if it gets to be too late, would it be okay for me to go home in the morning. He said that he would sleep on the couch and I could have his bed. Well this made me a little uncomfortable, but I figured I'd be armed to the teeth anyway, so I guess it'd be ok.. (((Yeah I carry knives in my bra, one in my boot and a can of mace in my pocket.. Among other things, which I won't share 'cuz a lady never reveals ALL her secrets...!)))
So anywho... Back on track... I called him to thank him for the beautiful flowers and we confirm our plans for tonight.. And then he tells me that he got curious about me and RAN MY NAME AT THE DMV. Had a full copy of my driving record. Listed off for me my full name, previous addresses and the dates of every speeding ticket I've ever had.
Completely freaked out at this point.
I had my Dad call him and tell him that I'm in the bathroom vomiting profusely and won't be going anywhere tonight. I figure that'll give me some time to figure out what to do next.
So here's my question: Is this guy freaking psychotic? Am I completely justified in being creeped out?
My instinct is to tell the guy to get lost.
So last weekend I went out on a first date with a guy... We'll call him Amferny. Amferny is a Repo-man. Anyone wanna guess where he took me for our first date? Well if you guessed "out to repo cars" BINGBINGBINGBING Congratulations, you get a cookie.
Well then I go out of town for the week for work-related training. I flew home today and while driving home from the airport, my Dad calls to tell me that he just had a visitor... Dad answered the door, and this guy standing outside says "Hi, I'm the repo-guy." My Dad damn near punched him. Amferny hands my dad some flowers and says "Please give these to your beautiful Daughter." Dad says ok, and tells him that I should be home at some point tonight. Amferny says "Yeah, I know. Her plane already landed."
Ok. So maybe a little creepy that he's tracked my flight?
Well having never before gotten flowers from anyone, ever in my life... ((Ok well my brother brought me a plant once for my birthday but it was half dead and he's my brother so I don't think that counts.)) I was pleasantly surprised to come home to a dozen pink roses. So I call him to thank him.
Now during the past few days we'd made plans to go out again tonight. Knowing I'm a professional quality chef, he was very interested in having me cook us dinner. So the plan was to go repo some more cars, go to the grocery store then back to his place to cook dinner and watch a movie. Well when I called to thank him for the flowers, he starts in on this thing about well if it gets to be too late, would it be okay for me to go home in the morning. He said that he would sleep on the couch and I could have his bed. Well this made me a little uncomfortable, but I figured I'd be armed to the teeth anyway, so I guess it'd be ok.. (((Yeah I carry knives in my bra, one in my boot and a can of mace in my pocket.. Among other things, which I won't share 'cuz a lady never reveals ALL her secrets...!)))
So anywho... Back on track... I called him to thank him for the beautiful flowers and we confirm our plans for tonight.. And then he tells me that he got curious about me and RAN MY NAME AT THE DMV. Had a full copy of my driving record. Listed off for me my full name, previous addresses and the dates of every speeding ticket I've ever had.
Completely freaked out at this point.
I had my Dad call him and tell him that I'm in the bathroom vomiting profusely and won't be going anywhere tonight. I figure that'll give me some time to figure out what to do next.
So here's my question: Is this guy freaking psychotic? Am I completely justified in being creeped out?
My instinct is to tell the guy to get lost.