08th Mar 2010
Monday // 2am // 1 year ago
Our Entree is a satisfying dish of Ben Wa balls with a side of stalking
So I always tried to be nice to all the customers coming into the store. you know strike up a conversation make them feel a little less dirty for buying what they are. Well one saturday morning a L A R G E woman came into the store and was bouncing (literally) from corner to corner othe store, so i asked if i could help her. she explained she was hosting a girls party and wanted to give ben wa weighted balls for gifts so i showed her our small but stocked ben wa section. she picked out eight pairs and commented on my makeup and my clothes and my hair and my tattoos.. it was like she was taking me out on a date and wanted me to feel pretty. so i started to shrink back behind the counter feeling a littlle mentally violated. She waddled to the counter and put all the products on the top and began to tell me her life story..
*I just want to make a side note here on signs of a future stalker*
1. pouring compliments like a leaking roof
2. telling you about her life of being broken hearted
3. telling you she feels you might be her soul mate after 10 mins
4. meeting her in the porn store you work at
5 she stays at your store for five hours just being there..
Ok so she starts to tell me her life for five freaking hours then tells me that she feels really connected to me. so i finally look at c-dog who calls the store phone from his cellular and says it’s for me. so i tell her i have to go and she leaves. I look at c-dog and start to laugh. but before i can say anything shes back in the door carrying a pizza from the place next door. Anyone want pizza i got it so we could finish talking. I have to think quickly im starting to get that mental violation thing again. so i grab c-dogs keys and say well my shifts over and im out the back door before she can follow or say anything. I wait in the back of the store for almost thirty minutes when c-dog comes out and says she’s gone. so im back in the store and feeling a little safe when i start to feel this looming evil presence at the front of the store.. DUN DUN DUN she comes in the door just as i dive under the counter and shut the doors of the glass cases so she cant see me. she gives my co worker her email address home phone, cell phone, work phone, home address and work address and asks him to give it to me. then she leaves and gets in her car and he watches her leave the parking lot before i get up. i tear up her info and throw it away. for the next two weeks i took some time off for school and weekend trips and my full time job and when i finally came back in i had a two inch stack of phone messages from her and she had come in 20 plus time in the 14 days. I mean really are you kidding me.. i sold you some freaking ben wa balls get over it. so finally i went to my boss explained the situation and she said she would handle it.. yeah right.. so finally c dog takes it into his hands to get something done because im now afraid to come to work since i was almost always on night shift alone. he calls her and tells her that because of her stalking me i had quit the store and i was in the process of filing a restraining order on her, in which case she freaked out screaming and yelling for twenty minutes then said she was on her way to the store and hung up.. we saw her car pull up but she never got up because of the three cop cars outside (thank god the local cops love the pizza place next door lol) so she calls from the parking lot crying saying that calling the cops was uncalled for and that she was just so lonely. and then she quickly sped away..
Lesson learned, be a dick to everyone that comes in the store and you wont be stalked by a hugeasaurus armed with vibrating ben wa balls.