I was a little hesitant on posting this because it is a "stalker situation" and I've seen from past posts that some of them were taken with a grain of salt. But I am feeling really scared right now and do not know what to do. I'm seeking advice, please don't flame me. Thanks.
There's a customer who has been trying to get me to see him OTC ever since day day. I always do my best to gently blow him off, but he doesn't get the hint. I say I'm single mom & busy student.
The last few times were creepy because he told me that he paid off a couple girls in my club to get information on me (whether I was really single, if he had a chance with me, to have the girls call me to come to work & to get my monthly work schedule (which doesn't even exist).
I hate him coming to the club. He's annoying and emotionally draining. What would always end up happening is he would throw a fit and say, "Fine, you'll never see me again. Once I walk out that door, that's it."
Ba-bye. Adios, see you later. I do not care. Leave me alone. He used to be a good tipper, but the money is not worth it anymore.
His last visit was almost a month ago, up until last night.
I left the club with a guy I am dating (actually, he met me after work for a short period). We followed each other to a dark street, a few blocks away from the club and were making out, amongst other stuff (yeah, I know). A car passed us up very slowly and I got paranoid that it was a cop, but it wasn't. We continued for another 30 min. and then I said I had to go home. We said our good byes and I drove off first.
As soon as I hit the stop light, there was a loud banging on my passenger door. It was the obsessed customer from the club. I almost shit my pants when I saw him, because obviously I was caught off guard. He yelled in a very angry tone, "I need to talk to you. Pull over." My mind was racing 100 miles per hour, not knowing what to do. Either I talk to him in a well lit area or he will follow me home. I opted to talk to him.
We both pulled into the nearest gas station, very close to the gas clerk. We got out of our cars and I asked him what he was doing and where he came from, since he was not at the club. He told me that he was still upset from the last time he saw me at the club and that he just wanted to talk. Then he got in my face asking, "What the fuck where you doing in your car, huh? Where you fucking him? Are you even dating him?" By this time he had me up against my car. He was so close to me invading my personal space, but not touching me.
I said, "Yeah, we are dating. No we weren't fucking, but it's not your damn business to begin with. Leave me alone."
He said, "You're fucking lying. You'e a liar! I thought you didn't date? Why haven't you called me? I followed you. I didn't plan this. I just wanted to talk. I wanted to prove something to you."
I said, "prove what?!"
He said, "Prove that you're a player!" (So I'm thinking wtf. I'm not a player but I am a stripper you asshole.)
I firmly said, "It's late. I have to go home."
He said "No, or I'll just follow you."
I raised my voice and said, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING? Do you think you're getting on my good side by doing this? Well you're NOT. You're acting creepy and this isn't right. You better not EVER follow me again or I will call the police." I kept threatening him until he finally yelled, "Fine, you'll never see me again."
As soon as he drove in front of me, I got his license plate # down and drove back to my club. I called up my guy and asked him to come back to the club and follow me at least to the freeway.
Anyway, at this point I don't know what to do. I'm hesitant about going back to work but I also figure, if this guy wants to stalk me, he'll do it - regardless of my place of work. What do you think?
Oh, I remember getting a text message last night from my guy that said, "Watch out for that white car behind you. I think he may be following you."
My guy said that the car that passed us up slowly earlier was the stalker guy. He made a U-turn and parked a few cars behind us, then turned off his lights. We didn't think anything of it though.
Sorry so long.

