stalker steve

There was a pale, balding, disgusting red haired dude who walked out of the Marilyn building one day and rudely demanded directions to some place he could get alcohol. I told him I didn't know the area well but pointed out a nearby pub.
He suggested that I join him.
I said no.

After a while, I saw a similar looking red haired dude, with skin and personality like a raw shrimp, running something on a Macbook. He had a pretty Filipino looking girl next to him, also on a Macbook. He would be in the Lounge, or show up soon after I entered, and shoot desperate glances at me while running something that made text scroll rapidly on the Macbook.

I didn't realize that the girl was his wing person, or that the Macbook Airs they were using could be mine, or that they knew when to find me because I was being stalked by multiple residents and staff in the building.

The nasty excuse for a human being even had the gall to hop on a few of my elevator rides, not dressed for the weather, and had Bernice Perry, wife of board member Brent Perry, introduce him as Steve.

Steve was, is, and will always be a piece of sh** for trying to force himself on a female, instead of working on his flaws. The same goes for all those who helped him, ignoring the fact that he was lacking, and harming me for being kind and assertive.

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Ontario Canada Miscellaneous March 11, 2022 at 10:17 am 3 0