I’ve had guys do lots and lots and lots of creepy thing. But one of the worst was in a college class I took in the early 90s while obtaining my teaching degree.
It’s been so long that I can barely remember all of the details, but this guy would just stare at me. By itself was no big deal. I was used to being stared it. He was also somewhat mentally challenged, so I made a point of being nice to him. (Big mistake.)
But staring turned into him “accidentally” running into me, time and again, as I was coming in, and following me as I left.
It just got creepier and creepier and creepier.
The 2nd to last week of class the teacher handed out our final exam. It was a take home exam. Instructions or the questions were written on it. The back side was blank. We were to turn it in the following week.
Suddenly Creep Boy walks by and drops a letter on my desk. In a page long, disjointed, rambling thoughts he carried on about how we were soul mates, and he knew I loved him as much as he loved me and we were meant to be together for all time…..it was horrifying.
After class, after everyone had left, I went to the teacher and said, “Bob won’t be turning in his final. He didn’t take it home. He wrote this to me on the back of it.”
The teacher read it with dawning horror. He gave me permission to miss the last week and to mail it to him.