back in march, i met this guy at popscene. i programmed "DO NOT ANSWER!" as his name in my phone. and i thought about deleting him recently. anyway, i didn't write about him because he was too creepy to post about. at first, he seemed all normal and nice. he even told me he thought i was the cutest thing. i'm such a sucker for compliments. damn. so i started talking to him. he was 31 and seemed kinda cool. but then, he started dancing with me. really really close. so close that i found myself from one side of the dance floor to the other side. just from trying to back away from him. and he would just stare at me. really really creepy. when i put my hand on him to back him off, he gave me this scary psychotic look. ugh. i told betty that we had to leave. now. so we cut our dancing short to get away from this crazie.
on the way out, "do not answer" stopped me and asked for my number. as retarded as i am, i gave it to him. hoping he wouldn't call me. i know, i'm lame. two days later, he texted. and misspelled popscene. i didn't text back. five days later, he called and i let him go to voicemail. no message. no call back, until...
last saturday while driving in my car, i received a call from a number i didn't recognize on my bluetooth. i look over and i see... DO NOT ANSWER! it's august. the last time i heard from him was early april. over four months ago. i don't understand. could someone explain to me why this loser is still calling me? better yet, could you tell him to stop bothering me? this time, he actually left a message. so so strange. and so so creepy.
