I kid you not. My so-called stalker has resurfaced. I don't know how I never wrote about him. It all started late last year. Our house phone would get mysterious phone calls from a guy (who mostly sounds drunk when he calls) and every time he would ask for me..by my full name! 
Of course the first time he called I freaked out because I really did think it was a crazy psycho ex trying to get payback but then my genius self realized that I have never given anyone I have met my home phone number. Why would would I give a potential anyone my home phone number where they could call at anytime and be greeted by my mother or father over the phone? 
Never!!!
But this idiot for some reason decided to reek havoc on my life again. He knows my first and last name which makes it harder to identify who he could be. See, like a zillions of other desis out there, I have two names that I go by. Well really I have two first names (yes I know it sounds strange). But apparently this is nothing new to desi life. My first name is what my friends call me, my last name is what my family and their circle of friends call me. Complicated right? Try explaining that to people outside of your family :-)
Anyways, potential stalker dude calls me by both of my names so it's hard for me to tell who the hell this guy is. If he called me what my family and their friends call me then I would assume I know this person through our desi circle of family friends. But no, he threw a curve ball in there by calling me by both names. Still hard to keep up with the name thing? It's okay, you're never going to understand it, so let's just agree to disagree on it.
I was terrified when my dad picked up the phone because I was afraid my dad would yell at me and go on a rant about how good desi girls don't get prank calls from random drunken dudes between the hours of 5pm and 8pm on weekdays. This stalker even yelled at my dad and told him he wanted to talk to me and questioned is my dad was my husband. 
Strange right?
Well thankfully neither one of my parents thought this was my fault (thank god), but it still doesn't make this any less embarrassing. These phone calls stopped a few months ago but all of a sudden resurfaced last night. The idiot called 3 times in a row. 
I thought we had gotten rid of him or he realized how childish he was being. But no, he decided to grace us with his unwanted presence once again. I'm trying not take it seriously and laugh it off but when someone calls you 3 times non-stop it starts to get a little frightening. 
 
You know you're starting to get paranoid when every time the phone rings you get scared and wonder if it's him. Or maybe the paranoia in me has taken over. It's just a harmless idiot who has nothing better to do with his time...right?
Ramadan is around the corner, you would think people would show some sort of decency around this time of the year. Dear Mr. Virtual Phone Stalker if by some funny chance you are reading this: Please stop, it's not funny. You've given me more on my plate to handle than I can handle on a regular basis. Cut me some slack. 
 
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