THAT is the question!
Ok, so I think I may kinda have a stalker situation on my hands.
Code red people!
So Tuesday I’d just gotten done with a great workout and I’m headed out of the gym. As I’m making my way to the turnstyle I hear somebody, over my headphones, say “nice fro”..I turn around and say “thank you *insert megawatt smile*” Now I was kinda mad I gave such a high wattage smile cause dude was “off” lookin..kinda akward. Anywho, I swipe my card and it doesn’t go through. I have my head down lookin at the red light that’s denying me and all of the sudden I see a hand using it’s card to try and get me out. HAND BELONGED TO OLE DUDE.
Ok, ummm thanks, it didn’t work because that particular turnstyle was broken. He then kind of lingered..ummm dude..kick rocks. Once he saw I wasn’t headed his way, he backed off and I went my way and he went his.
Thursday comes around and I’m going to get my Salsa on. I come out of the women’s locker room and head for the elevator *I was NOT finna take that many steps..lol..on second thought maybe I should have* I’m walking toward the elevator and the door is closing..someone is in there but I couldn’t see who. Well the person hit the open button and waited. IT WAS HIM. Did I decline and take the stairs..NO..my lazy behind got on the elevator anyway. More crazy staring insued and he asked me how long I’ve had the fro and I said “three years” and promptly turned around and began counting floors…and coming up with ways to inflict the most bodily harm on him if need be. He just so happens to be going to my floor and we get off the elevator and by far the smoothest thing he’s said to date is “And you said your name is?” I’m thinking to myself…I didn’t say. But AGAIN I said “Serenity” <—thought I was gonna tell ya’ll my real name too…I ain’t THAT slow…at least not twice in a row lol 
Ok so today, Thursday, I’m at work and had to go out on the floor to replace some things. Who do I see? Him, but I don’t think he saw me…or maybe he did *sigh* Anyway, at that point no contact was made. Later this afternoon I’m headed back to work from another awesome workout. I get in, get settled, and then I noticed I needed someone to help me lift a huge water cooler bottle. So, I head out onto the floor to ask my boss to help, guess who is walking toward this side of the library? *jeopardy music* Creepy Stalker dude for $200 Alex! He walks up to the desk and just stares at me so I say “hi” and turn away to talk to my boss…HE LINGERS…I look back over and he says “you got the afro out’…umm yes, just got done swimming. I abruptly turn and head to the back. My boss and coworker follow me and proceed to make fun of ole dude. I told them “if he asks for me , DO NOT tell him I’m here!” They definitely agreed with me on that one! See, they saw the creepy immediately! Anywho, I got several suggestions from my coworkers:
1.) Next time he shows up, in the meanest voice/facial expression ask “Can I help you with something. If not, you’re making me uncomfortable”
2.) Tell him I’m a lesbian
3.) Become over religious and start quoting bible verses
4.) If need be, take him to B.A.N.D (Break A Negro Down) class. You see, I took self defense and I will use it if I feel threatened! Throat chop and kicks will fly!
If ya’ll got anymore suggestions, let me know!
Serenity
