
Originally Posted by
onimity
When I got home had *36* messages on my machine; this guy had looked my address up in the phone book, found my apt. and waited outside. He apparently saw my friend come pick me up and proceeded to nurse a bottle of tequila in the parking lot outside my apt., and told me how much I meant to his drunk & deluded self in excruciating message after message. "I'm walking around the pool outside now. Are you ever coming home?" He apparently left around 1AM.