
Stalker @ MindSay 
Here's a weird one for you. On Friday, I was working my last exchange shift. This put me in Eden Prairie...a standard suburb. Well, I worked there all day and got off at around 5:15pm. I got in my car and plunged into horrendous traffic to take me back home. Shortly into my drive, I noticed a piece of paper on my floorboard on the passenger side. I thought it was odd, considering I keep my car very clean and I had dropped my lighter over there that morning, so I know it wasn't there then.
I couldn't reach it while driving, so I had to wait until I got home. When I pulled into my driveway, I reached over and picked it up. I unfolded it and it said: "Call me at XXX-XXX-XXXX" That was it. Call me and a phone number.
My first thought was--"how the hell did this get in my car?" and my second was "creepy."
So I went in the house and told my mom and then I called the number. Justin says I am an idiot, that I shouldn't have used my phone for the call....and maybe he's right.
Okay, so I get voicemail. It's a guy, there's no name, and he sounds like he's strung out on something. I didn't leave a message, I just hung up. About 20 minutes passes, and then my phone rings. It was the number.
I didn't pick up, just waited and, sure enough, it went to voicemail. After a moment, I listened to the message. The guy is named Tyrone and his message was eerily awkward. He kept repeating himself and speaking hesitantly, like he couldn't think of what he was saying. I played it for my mom and then shrugged it off.
Then, about two minutes later, my phone rings again. Once again, it is Tyrone calling. I ignored it....again and he left another voicemail. This one was a repeat of the earlier message, prompting me to wonder what kinds of drugs is he on that make him forget he just called and left that same message. Except, when he reached his rambling end, there was one major difference. This time, Tyrone asked if he could keep my number in his phone and wanted me to call and tell him that it was okay. *shudder*
Yeah, so Tyrone is a kook. I find myself very glad that I am no longer going to be in Eden Prairie, cause clearly, he knows where to find me there.
As to how the note got in my car....well, there are two possible explanations. One, he came by and dropped it in while I was eating lunch, because I had my windows down then. Or two, he slipped it down through the door frame, which Justin thinks is possible.
I don't know and I don't care. (So that makes me both ignorant and apathetic...hah!...gotta love West Wing). I have added Tyrone's number to my reject list on my phone, so he can't get through anymore. I am not really scared or freaked out, mostly because Tyrone sounded so stupid it was hard to work up an irrational fear of him, so for now, it is just this weird thing that happened one day. Let's hope it stays that way.
My buddy Jason has ordered me to go out and immediately buy a can of pepper spray to keep on my keychain. He says the neighborhoods I work in aren't safe for little ole me. Sigh. He might be right. I'm on it, J.
what harm did i do you?
what wrong have i done you?
God, in my ordeal
you have allowed me to rediscover my sphere
the ones to trust
and the ones who trust.
the ones who judge
and the ones who budge.
the pain of betrayal sears
with the spears of envy pierced
with tear-stained eyes
i shut out those in my midst
i look onto you
my redeemer and my shield.
you have done all means, time and again, to cripple me financially.
you have spread nasty rumors about me.
you have made everyone doubt my capacity.
you have taken my clients, my projects, my job away from me.
what is it that you really want? what have i done to you?
THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD
The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not want;
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters;
He restores my soul.
He leads me in paths of righteousness
for His name's sake.
Even though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death,
I fear no evil;
for You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life;
and I shall dwell in the house of the
Lord forever .
Psalm 23
You are accessing my sites, setting up mock pages - phishing pages - and you get all my passwords.
you stop me from doing my work.
God, this is the main reason why i have reached the point of saying enough is enough.
you know how guilty i become even entertaining the thought that others should get the consequences they deserve.
you know how close to impossible it is for me to wish anyone harm...
but please, Lord, in this case, let justice be served.
please prove to me and to everyone else who knows about the harassment, the stalking, the hacking and the cyberbullying that you do not close your eyes to injustice.
you know how difficult it is for me to cling on to my faith in You still, but again i will choose to.
You, my God, are greater than them
i have to remind myself time and again that in this ordeal, i am not alone
this battle is yours.
the battle is the lord's.
Showing 1 - 5. [ Next ]
phone calls

