Friday, July 14, 2006

Stalker strikes again

It's 11 o'clock on a Friday morning and I'm running late for work. I'm sprinting the stairs two-at-a-time, when a familiar face greets me. Uh oh.

"Hi La La!" Stalker guy waves at me.

"Hello," I greeted back. I am panicking but I'm trying not to show it. How can this happen to me?

I walk as fast as I can and stay near a group of Aunties. I dial Jao's number and pray she answers my call. It is ringing! Thank you cell phone providers! The train arrives and I stay with the Aunties.

"Hi Jao! Look, I just need to talk to someone for 15 minutes. I don't want anyone talking to me while I'm on the train," I plead.

"Why? Is someone horrible trying to talk to you?" she asks.

I haven't mentioned to her my previous encounter with Stalker guy so now I tell her everything. While I'm on the phone with her, I hear another call coming in. Uh oh again. Stalker guy is trying to call me. Why god?? I ignore the call and continue talking to Jao. By the time I finish, the girl is laughing at me.

"Why did you give your number to him?" she asks incredulously.

"I don't know why. I just wanted to get rid of him the last time and giving him my number was my easy way out," I reply sadly. Of course I got the opposite of what I had in mind.

Stalker guy has been texting ang calling for some days now but I just ignored him. I have already told him to leave me alone and delete my number but he just won't quit. I am getting quite scared now.

Somehow our line got broken, and when I try to call Jao again, she's not answering anymore. So I try calling my officemate Cha. She stayed with me for 5 minutes until I finally reached the office.

Call me paranoid but those calls made me feel safe.

When I reach the office, my phone vibrates. I'm fearing it is Stalker guy but thankfully it's just Jao.

"Hi Jao! I'm in the office now," I say in a very relieved voice.

"What happened to our call? I thought someone has put a sack over your head and kidnapped you," she says jokingly.

"I tried to call you again but you wouldn't answer. Thanks a lot pal! Anyway, I just called an officemate until I reach the office," I say. And then I noticed my zipper was open. Gawd! Maybe this is why I have a stalker, maybe stalkers are attracted to exhibitionists.

I want to talk to her more but work has piled up already, so we say goodbye. I soon forget about Stalker guy but when I get to breath a little from work, I start to worry. I hate that this has to happen to me, but I got myself into this mess, I should tangle myself out of it.

Friday, July 07, 2006

An Open Letter to the Guy Who Borrowed the Sports Section of my Newspaper on the Mrt Station

Dear Sir,

Look, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.

I was minding my own business, innocently reading the sports page of the daily while waiting for the train when you asked me who won in the semis. I figured you're not much of a football fan if you didnt know yet - so I said "France won 1-0 by a penalty shot". I thought that was the end of it but then you began asking more questions like which team I'm betting for in the finals(Italy!) or my bet for the 3rd place(Germany!) and the next thing I knew, I was sitting next to you in the train.

I was looking forward to a nice, quiet train ride while reading the news but I guess that was not to be so I reluctantly let you borrow the sports section. Maybe you were more interested in talking than in my newspaper because you began asking your next batch of questions. You asked for my name first - now I don't have any qualms giving my name to strangers because I think my name is very common thus forgettable. But you went on and on about the meaning of my name and you concluded it means a flower. Haha! I have to tell you it's just a little girl's name in my country, and I was told before that in India it means an old rich lady storekeeper.

Maybe you were satisfied with my answer because you proceeded with your next question which is - "Are you single?". Okay, I admit this one has caught me off guard - I was that surprised that I can only tell the truth. So I said yes. I mean why would you ask a stranger this question?? Why? I only answer this type of question when I fill up immigration forms in the airport or something like that.

By that time, I was starting to get really sorry that I brought a newspaper with me. I didn't know it can be such a stalker-magnet. Or maybe it was my eyes - yeah I think my eyes did it. Because yesterday, my eyes were all nice and blood-shot. From not getting enough sleep. From waking up at 3am in the morning for 2 consecutive days to watch the semis.

By the time you asked your next question, I convinced myself that I should lie. You wanted to know what time I usually leave work. Now, I'm not very sharp when I lack sleep but I think I realized then what you were up to. Most of the time, I leave the office by 7-8pm so I said around 9-10 pm. I was feeling smug about my lying when you said "Me too!". And what do you know, we get off at the same mrt station! You were still holding my newspaper so I was kinda waiting for you to hand it back which you did after a few more minutes of walking. I was congratulating myself by then, I managed not to be rude, and now I can continue my reading and I guess all in all you were a pretty harmless guy.

But why did you have to hand your phone to me? And ask me my number? You caught me off guard for the second time and damn it I couldn't invent a phone number that fast so I gave you my number. stupid stupid stupid. And that was the last time I have seen you. But not the last I have heard of you of course. After 3 text messages, and 4 missed calls from you - I realized ignoring you is not the way to get through you. I had to be cruel to be kind, so I sent you an honest and unmerciful message and it worked.

I wish you all the best, and I hope you should think of the train station next time not as a place to make friends but as a means of transportation.

Sincerely,
Lala

(I got the open letter idea from McSweeney's Open Letters to people or entities who are unlikely to respond. They're hilarious.)

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