digitalwanderer said:No more contact with them, change the places you go to and the ways you go to from work, and be more paranoid than a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.
No hanging around any spots either of them may be at, think about changing your job and consider moving...I am NOT kidding!
Fred said:Heh anyone elses bs meter going into a red zone?
Fred said:Heh anyone elses bs meter going into a red zone?
Nite_Hawk said:If you assume the initial part of the story is true the rest makes enough sense. Still, there is always the chance I suppose. I knew this girl in highschool who asked me out like 3 times. I told her no each time, but she started calling me with all of these stories. They started out believable enough, but to keep me on the line she made up more and more elaborate stories, eventually saying that her dad and brother were raping and beating her.
I managed to get her psychiatrists name out of her, called her up, let her know what she said (found out none of it was real) and stopped talking to the girl. She even claimed she had tried to commit suicide (slashing her wrists) while talking to me on the phone. She had cut the tops of her wrists rather than the bottoms, and as her psychiatrist put it, it looked more like scratches from a cat. Her record was calling me 7 times in one day. Pretty crazy shit.
Nite_Hawk
digitalwanderer said:It's worked out pretty well for me.And being altruistic didn't bring anyone very far.
John Reynolds said:_xxx_ said:Just tell him to fuck off. If he attacks you, don't fight him. Bring him into court afterwards and make some money out of that.
Now that's a manly course of action. Poke his wife and then willingly take the beating so you can hire a lawyer and heap financial on top of the emotional damage you've already given the person.
digitalwanderer said:Why do I have the damndest feeling this just isn't going to end very well for any of the parties involved?
Y'know Sage, a very smart computer once said; "Sometimes the only way to win is not to play"....
....THIS IS MOST DEFINATELY ONE OF THOSE TIMES!!!!!!!!
John Reynolds said:OK, where's that BS meter gif? It's tacking hard into the red for me now, too.
John Reynolds said:Back in late '88 I'd fooled around with this girl who was half Japanese, half American. Cute as a button, but as I got to know her better it became rather obvious she wasn't quite hinged right. So I tried distancing myself from her, gently at first, but she didn't take the hint too well. She started following me from work to wherever I was going; one night after work I went to a friend's house to watch a movie he'd rented and she sat in her car in front of his house (it was winter too) the entire time. My friend asked if I was going outside to talk to her and I said no, knowing that the direct contact, however negative, was exactly what she wanted. I went out on a date with a different girl and after we'd been at the restaurant for awhile I looked over and there was this girl at another table watching us. Even almost two year laters when my girlfriend (future wife) and I moved into an apartment, that very day we saw her drive through the apartment complex. How she'd learned where I'd moved to that very day is a complete mystery to me. She was definitely my non-fatal attraction.
I just chalk it up to my amazing prowess in bed. Poor thing knew she'd never have sex like that again and was desperate facing the alternatives.