I'm so sorry for posting my Toasters series late as I was suppose to provide it last Friday, but alas, life interceded so I'm giving it to you today. This Toaster is a little longer so, I'm going to make it a 2 part series.
Not quite sure if you've noticed from the previous guys that I've talked about, but I tend to give people chances. Maybe it's the fact that I see niceties in every person, maybe it was just me being young and dumb, but with Stalker, I should have NEVER done so.
I had just recently moved into a new apartment complex on the not so best side of town. Not the worst, but definitely could have been better. After being there a couple of weeks, I ran out of milk for some food that I was cooking and didn't have time to go to the store so I thought I would ask my neighbor if I could borrow a cup of milk. Here enters Stalker....
Stalker was NOTHING I would have ever considered dating at any point in time. He was short, he had a big head, didn't know how to speak correct grammar, but I gave him a chance anyways after numerous conversations. What can I say....he grew on me a little.
Anyways, we went on ONE date for dinner, in where I definitely decided he wasn't someone I wanted to see again romantically. He was just too gutta, for lack of a better word. Or maybe I was just too proper. I preceded to ignore his phone calls but apparently, he decided to make himself a little more known.
About a week after the ONE date, I was coming home very late from an outing with a group of friends. Instead of driving, I'd gotten a ride coming home and one of the guys decided to walk me to my door just as a precaution. Boy am I glad he did. As I walked up the stairs to my apartment, Stalker had been waiting at the pool for me ALL NIGHT, waiting for me to come home and was YELLING my name to make sure it was me. Of course, I didn't answer and the guy who'd walked me to the door asked me if he should stay just in case anything happened. I let him know that there were no problems and that he should go ahead and go home. I later found out that he waited an additional 15 minutes in the car just to make sure nothing happened.
5 minutes after I shut my door, I hear a knock at the door and, of course, it's Stalker. Stupidly, I opened the door, even though I was a bit nervous seeing as it was 4 am in the morning.
Tune in tomorrow to see what happened after I opened the door.