In the eye of the beholder

I have a friend who recently told me this story:

She met a guy at a bus stop and they ended up having a friendly chat for the whole ride on her way to work. As they parted ways she bid him farewell – knowing she would likely never see him again.

A few days later there was a knock at her front door and who should it turn out be but the guy from the bus.

Based solely on her first name and the location of her bus stop he had googled her, found out where she lived, and taken the initiative to turn up on her doorstep to ask her out.

To me, this screamed out insane serial killer. I mean, sure we all e-stalk people we like, but that’s a far cry from actually showing up totally uninvited on a strangers’ front porch.

So what happened next?

She amicably invited him in, agreed to go out with him, and promptly left the safety of her home to wander out into the night with this guy. Which, to me, sounds like the worst idea I have ever heard.

She didn’t even have the chance to e-stalk him back first to find out if he was a rapist or a murderer.

Even more surprising to me, her main worry lies in the fact that her home address was accessible to all on the internet. Which, though unsettling, shouldn’t be an issue if she doesn’t mind dudes using it to show up at her home to try to get into her pants.

As she told the story I expressed my horror at his brazen actions and her naivety. She responded by defending him. Saying he was just being incredibly romantic and expressing that I had simply lost faith in humanity.

….which is completely true. I tend to think all people are the worst until proven otherwise. I would have punched him in the eye and called the police so fast he wouldn’t have even had a chance to try to explain.

But that’s not the point, I’m here asking popular opinion – do you think this guy’s actions should be considered wildly romantic or wildly terrifying? I’d like to know!

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4 Responses to In the eye of the beholder

  1. Tara MacLean says:

    Sorry to your friend but creepy! I mean there had to be some other ways to get in touch with her. I mean, if he can find her address then I am sure he can maybe find her facebook profile or something. Here’s hoping he just misjudged the situation and is not in fact a nutjob

  2. Mary says:

    I had something similar happen a number of years ago when I had a conversation with a guy at a carwash. Based on my saying I’d recently bought a house, somehow he found me, called me, and invited me to lunch. A little weirded out, I went anyway, but when I saw he was driving an orange Corvette, decided not to see him again. Showing up on the doorstep would have creeped me out, and I wouldn’t have invited him in, but it’s possible he was just unaware of how his actions looked. (Like the car salesMAN who proudly showed me how pushing the button on the key opened both the driver’s door and the passenger door, and was completely mystified about why I would want to open just the driver’s door while keeping the passenger door locked.) Like white people are clueless about black people’s experiences “out in the world,” men are clueless about women’s.

  3. danielle says:

    Uhhhh…definitely creepy!

  4. Matt Hambone says:

    You need to hook me up with some of your friend’s addresses

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