September 15, 2010

The Road from Sane Casual Stalker to Batshit Crazy

Everyone has a bit of stalker in them.   You meet someone - get curious about what they do when you are not around - or what the hell they are doing instead of calling you - cause it has been like 2 whole days since your last date. 
You drive by their work - house - school.  A couple of times - 10 times maximum - in an hour.
In a borrowed car with a hat, wig, and sunglasses.
You  Park.  You Wait.   You Watch.  You have Binoculars.   Ahem. 
Well at least that is how I think a stalker would behave.  Of course, having only been the stalkee I am merely hypothesizing.

So how do you know when you have crossed that line?  You know the one that takes you into batshit crazy - white coats - police & handcuffs territory?   A recent news story tickled me.

A woman died (yes it is tragic - no peeps I am not making fun - just using this as a valuable lesson) cause she got stuck in the chimney of the man she was stalking in love with.   She was some sort of heart doctor.  A DOCTOR people!!!!   Way to go for the feminist movement.   Imagine the parents proudly bragging to their friends "my daughter is a doctor" only to have to eulogize her because she got her ass STUCK in a chimney for some prick.  Holy hell.  One step forward - ten steps back.  She couldn't just buy a friggin' pint of Ben & Jerry's like any other female, key his car, or casually inform new girlfriends that the itch will eventually go away?  

Her body was found in the chimney 2 days after she went missing.   The babysitter noticed a strange liquid dripping and a foul smell coming from the chimney. How many of you would have checked that shit out?    I can tell you that I am a HUGE ASS chicken shit.  I would have called 911, the fire department, my mommy, and got the hell OUT!  I still look under my bed at night before I get in it - no way this chick would have been anywhere near a leaky foul smelling chimney.

The male newscaster pointed out she was crazy - ya think Einstein?  But I think he missed the point.  He chuckle-chuckle-snorted through the story - just another crazy woman after her man.  But, dear readers, that is NOT why Dr. Heart Chickadee was batshit crazy.   Perhaps, a tad over-persistent.  Of course we do not know what the prick boyfriend did to drive her nuts.  We should not judge.

How do I know she was crazy?   What women on this planet - I don't care what size her clothes - thinks she is small enough to fit down a friggin' chimney flu??  Once you climbed up onto the roof and looked down the narrow dark insect filled hole would reality not bitch-slap you?  Or would you look down and think should I go head or feet first?

BTW - she went down feet first.  

What is the craziest thing you have done??

Hugs~
Tracie


10 comments:

Anonymous said...

OMG! His name must be Steve.

I've stalked, er, observed an ex when he was on a date with some skank but that's about it. I'm a big old chicken. I stick with the Ben and Jerry's and sappy movies.

vixen kitten said...

I don't stalk. I've been stalked. A few times.


The most recent was by this blogger assbag. He checked my blog like 25 times a day to see what I was posting, and twittered about me and wrote letters to women bloggers telling them what a big meanie I am. *snort*

I just want to know who the fuck twitters, unless they are John Mayer or in 7h grade? Oh wait...even John Mayer has given it up.

The best part was I was able to get his manpanties all twisted up his fat hairy ass without even mentioning his name once!

Ya..I'm good like that. *giggle*

He sent his twitter posse after me, all TWO of them and they told me to stop picking on him. What kind of man sends a woman to defend his pussy ass....I dunno?

Ennnneway, me and the girlies had quite a good laugh or ten over it in private posts and chats in a private blog. Ya know...what adults who don't twitter do!

There you have it...my stalker story!

Lovin the new place, mama. Keep up the good work.

xoxo
~vk~

Oh, my favorite part...I have 11 new followers who I tracked from his twitter link!

That would make it

Assbag: 2
~vk~ 11

vixen kitten said...

Whhhhewwww doggies.

I sure as shit had a lot to say today, huh!

Tracie said...

Snuggle - no sappy movies here - i'm an action girl ;)

VK - you are always welcome to post away. that guy is a douche. i've only been stalked once - not pretty - not something i generally talk about.

thank you ladies for your posts!

Shelle-BlokThoughts said...

Are you freaking kidding me!? That's nuts. I'd be way to scared to go down a chimney, I don't care how bad I want the guy.

But then again... I've never really wanted a guy that bad... or maybe bad enough to get BSC???

I'm never sure if I'm being stalked... and if I ever was, they must have been terrible at it, and that's just my luck too, to get the horrible stalkers.

Sigh.

Great post girl!

Anonymous said...

I am not sure you are ready to know what the craziest thug is that I have done! Of course now if I tell you it will be anti climatic!

Mike w

Tracie said...
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Tracie said...

Shelle honey I am SURE you have been stalked - that is meant as a compliment - LOL.

Hmmmm - anon - you should have your own blog!!

BEB - I totally forgot about the wacky astronaut. No chimney slide or adult diaper wearing for ANYone!

-ps- don't be stalking the VK - she has fierce posse!

vixen kitten said...

Awwww, Bader, I loooove when you stalk me!


Btw...I stalk Shelle. I mean...have you seen her? Eeeesh. I can't control myself.

Please don't neber eber tell her though. I so don't want to be busted!

vixen kitten said...

Ummmm and ya...what Tracie said.

Fierce I tell you!