Yes, but it was far better than what happened to a friend
There was this pasty, bespectacled English major who took a liking to me (I am also pasty and bespectacled, but in a 'sexy librarian' way, I'm told).

He managed to appear at social functions, restaurants and other places where I happened to be. I recognised him but, as he never spoke to me, thought nothing of it nor the evil looks my friends would give him.

Then the letter arrived. It was a long, detailed, and rather sad account of how he 'loved' me, 'knew we were meant to be together' and other similar ideas that bordered on the bizarre. It soon became clear as to why I had no idea of his self-proclaimed devotion -- he mentioned he'd made the mistake of telling a girlfriend of mine how he thought he felt and she threatened to beat the strange out of him if he came within hearing range of me.

Naturally, I showed the letter to her and all my other dear friends. That night, at an open poetry reading, a very drunk K read the letter on stage. Polite-stalker boy wasn't there, but a large number of people who knew him were, seeing as the event was sponsored by the English department.

To his credit, he later apologised for putting me in an uncomfortable situation. It ended up that he was more socially awkward than psycho and we ended up being friends.


Not so with a co-worker and friend of mine -- she got the psycho.

First started the anonymous letters, gifts and flower arrangements. Then came the frightening letters. Then came the death threats and kidnapping threats and pictures of her obviously taken without her knowledge out in public, some of which had been mutilated or covered in fake (we hoped) blood.

The police were contacted and they actually reacted quickly, saying it resembled other open stalking cases, including one where a girl was missing. Our boss told her to stay in the back at work. If anyone we didn't know personally came in to ask for her, we were to hide her in the office, lie and call security.

We shuffled her from one friend's place to the next every night; we'd take her from school or work in one person's car, meet somewhere and hand her off to another friend to take her to the night's destination. That may sound over the top, but after we found some of his letters at the first two places she stayed, we were taking no chances.

Then one day they caught the guy. Turns out he'd been stalking several women, all of whom he'd chosen at a church service. He was able to get their names and addresses from a member list and went on a little stalk-a-thon. In his house, they found plans to abduct and kill my friend, among other horrible things. I don't know if they ever connected him to the missing girl, but I do know he's not up for parole any time soon and a damned good thing that is, too.
(louveciennes , Volvospotter, Thu 31 Jan 2008, 16:36, 1 reply)

That....
...is bloody scary.

Take solace in the fact his arse will most likely be violated almost every night.

*click*
(Poo_Pipe_Pirate, Fri 1 Feb 2008, 10:04, closed)