15 Tinder Horror Stories That Make Your Worst Date Seem Great by Comparison

“She peed on my floor.”

Going on a date with a stranger you met online can be unbelievably awkward, but these Tinder horror stories will make your worst swiping experience seem like a total walk in the park.

A recent Reddit thread attracted thousands of commenters when it asked people to share their most nightmarish tales from the swipe-based dating app. Apparently, a large swath of the population has not read our list of the worst dating mistakes you can possibly make, because these stories are bad, bad, bad. Guys, we know you love your mom—she’s probably an absolute delight!—but your Tinder match definitely doesn’t want to meet her on the first date.

Below, we highlighted some of the most cringe-inducing Tinder horror stories from the thread. Fun fact: Scrolling through the responses might actually make you grateful for being alone right now!

“It ended up being a double date with his mom.”

From McConnells_Neck: “It ended up being a double date with his mom and her OkCupid date. He told me that he and his mom were a ‘package deal.’ I was mortified and there was no second date.”

“As we left he asked me to marry him.”

From Transformwthekitchen: “I went on a Tinder date a couple months ago on a Sunday afternoon. Met up with the guy around 3, he had a really good energy and was funny and complimentary. The place we wanted to go had a long line, so we went to another restaurant on the water for a drink and appetizers. He started slamming down Mai Tais. I had one, he had 3. They were STRONG. Like, I was tipsy borderline drunk off of one. The bar had a 2 mai tai per person limit, but he found another bartender to get his 3rd. He got drunker and drunker and started telling me he loved me, joking at first but getting increasingly serious. As we left he asked me to marry him, I kind of laughed it off, and was like, ‘Maybe we take it slow, we just met each other.’ He got so mad he stormed off and left me on a street corner. Then as soon as he got home (it was 5 pm) he started texting me ‘come over.’ And ‘I miss you.’

“He was 43. Wtf.”

“Dude had left drippy poop water stains all over my bathroom floor.”

“After a movie date with a guy I met on Tinder, we came back to my place. We’ll call him Dude. I told him we could hang for a bit but I have work in the morning so I would need to go to sleep soon. Dude said that was fine, but he was hungry and he was going to order food. Ok sure. Dude orders 2 large subs from PotBelly and a milkshake. Downs it.

“… We end up messing around a bit and fall asleep in bed. I wake up to my front door opening and closing several times over a 5-minute period. My dogs are going nuts, and it’s 1 a.m. What the heck is this guy doing?? … I walk around the corner to make eye contact with Dude who is in a squatting position over my toilet, with a stick, poking around in murky brown poop water that is millimeters from overflowing onto my bathroom floor. Horrified, he yells, ‘Stop looking at me! Go back to bed! I have it under control!’ I’m still waking up trying to understand what I’m seeing and what’s going on, and I just start nervous laughing. I don’t know what else to do. He yells, ‘Why don’t you have a plunger?!?’ And I said I don’t know I never needed one until now!! He tells me to go back to bed he has it under control … I remember hearing him peek in my room a bit later and heard, ‘I fixed it.’ And then heard him leave and my door close behind him.

“The next morning. I hesitantly approach my toilet to find the water is down. But there is something poking out from the bottom of the toilet like he didn’t get it all. Upon further inspection, what I was seeing was the tip of a stick. Some gloves, towels and BBQ tongues later I pulled out approximately 3 foot of stick from my toilet that had broke off, followed by several other stick fragments. Dude had broke several sticks. I heard my door open and close so much, because he was going outside to look for a stick, one would break, he’d go get another. Dude had left drippy poop water stains all over my bathroom floor.

“… After work that day, I went straight to the store and bought a plunger.”

“Turns out it was one of those pyramid scheme recruiting gatherings.”

From amijohnsnow: “A chick said she was having a ‘work party’ at her house and I should come over. It’s BYOB, so I bought a 6-pack for myself. Went to her place and noticed more than half of the people were younger (17-18, while I was 21 and the girl was also 21). Then they gathered everyone in the living room and proceed to talk about the job. Turns out it was one of those pyramid scheme recruiting gatherings. I just sat there drinking my beer (only one drinking) for 2 hours because I thought it was rude to leave because they were telling sob stories and saying how much this ‘job’ had helped them. Sat there listening to some ‘head of the group guy’ saying how we can make millions in a short amount of time. Saying bullshit like, ‘You see my BMW 3 Series out front? That’s a company car that you can drive around in, if you do what we do.’ … Never went to ‘work parties’ for a Tinder date again. It was a complete shit show and if it wasn’t for the beer I brought, or the Tinder date’s dog, I would have just left.”

“She peed on my floor.”

“So I met this girl on Tinder and went for a lunch date. We had a pretty good connection so we decided to have dinner as well. After having a few drinks one thing lead to another and ended up back at my place, we hooked up and went to sleep.

“Middle [of] the night, I wake up. She’s intensely staring at me while she’s crouched behind the bed. I asked her if everything is alright, she said yes and got back into bed… I thought, little creepy, but probably nothing to worry about.

“She lays down to cuddle with me and she’s wet. At the time, I was like, damn, I must just be a stallion. Fast forward to the morning, she’s gone and there’s a wet puddle beside the bed.

“She peed on my floor.

“I still don’t understand it. I had a bathroom, but maybe she just got lost and couldn’t hold it?

“I did not hear from her again.”

“Blood pours down his face.”

From coyoteaparty: “Went on a date after talking to this guy for a few weeks and I told him I was thinking of getting my nose pierced but was afraid it would hurt. We are walking through a park in broad daylight and this dude takes a safety pin out of his pocket and fucking jams it through his nostril. Blood pours down his face. He laughs and says, ‘See? No big deal.’

“Dude. W t f.”

“He told me instead of saving for that I should save for a boob job.”

From whcaepeachy: “Talked to him for two weeks before we went out and no red flags so we ended up going out to dinner. I said I hadn’t been out in a while because I was trying to save money for a washer and dryer. He told me instead of saving for that I should save for a boob job. I didn’t even know how to reply so he followed up with, ‘No it’s not a bad thing, my sister and Mom both had small tits and got boob jobs and they look amazing.’ This is all before the waitress even brought our drinks. I just got up and left.”

“I look at his mother and see she was my old therapist.”

From rriro: “I went to his place and we hooked up but after he goes, ‘So you wanna know what I’m really into?’ And I was like sure and then he grabs my foot. I have a really irrational fear of people touching my feet so I ran the hell out of there anyway I get to the living room on the way out and it turns out to be his parents house and I look at his mother and see she was my old therapist.”

“After the bartender left I asked how she knew him, and she told me that he was her ex-husband.”

From everythjngbagel: “… After hanging out a few times I went over to her place and we hooked up. It was pretty great except that I forgot in her bio that she was fluent in German… And so mid-coitus this very cute blonde is shouting in German, which no offense to the Germans, isn’t exactly the sexiest language in the book. It was so unexpected and I was terrified.

“Another time we went to grab a drink at a bar and she obviously knew the bartender and we were all chatting it up, she was hanging on me and we had some PDA going on. After the bartender left I asked how she knew him, and she told me that he was her ex-husband. I was a bit shocked because we were all 20 somethin’s. When she went to the bathroom he leaned over and asked me how I took to the German in bed, and I [was] still a bit shocked said, ‘It’s alright.’ He winked at me and she came back.

“Weird girl, Nice guy, comped our drinks and he still remembers me when I go in for a beer.”

“I have a chipped tooth in the back and ended up slicing this guy’s dick.”

From PBandJAMM: “I have a chipped tooth in the back and ended up slicing this guy’s dick open from it..blood everywhere..he took off pretty quickly after that I deleted my Tinder account shortly after.”

“I saw a table full of my boys laughing their asses off.”

From 20thHokage: “I matched with this super cute girl on Tinder. We messaged back and forth for a few days. Didn’t see any red flags, we just liked the same things and seemed like we clicked very well so we decided to meet up at a restaurant for our first date. She told me to walk in and look for a women in a red dress. To give you some context, I don’t really do this very often so I was pretty nervous once I pulled up. I double checked everything: Hair? Check. Breath? Check. Nothing in my teeth? Check. Condoms? Check. So I get down and walk into the restaurant and I started looking for her. The hostess offered to seat me somewhere but I declined and said with a smirk, ‘My date is waiting for me it’s okay.’ So I continued and walked in looking for her. I couldn’t seem to find her, but as soon as I turned a corner I saw a table full of my boys laughing their asses off and recording my reaction to the moment I realized I have been catfished and been flirting with the boys for the past week….”

“She told me she was vegan and that she was cool that I’m not.”

From Rickrickrickrickrick: “Met at a Starbucks. She told me she was vegan and that she was cool that I’m not. I order a coffee with cream in it and she screams at the top of her lungs, in the crowded Starbucks, that I’m a cow murderer. I just paid for my stuff and left.”

“We went to her place and the entire house reeked like cat pee.”

From Verysmallsquares: “Well I’ve only gone on one Tinder date, we talked for a bit and I agreed to pick her up at Starbucks. She looked nothing like her pictures, but I thought I should be nice and at least hang out with her for a bit. We went to her place and the entire house reeked like cat pee. Like saturated. Then as she proceeded to show me her massive collection of animal tail butt plugs, she screamed at her chihuahua and smacked it right on the nose and without missing a beat just asks if I want to make out on the couch. I awkwardly sat down and pretended to look at my phone and made up that my grandma was dying so I could gtfo.”

“Matched with my bff’s fiance after the engagement party.”

From amym2001: “Matched with my bff’s fiance after the engagement party. Screen shots of everything and lost my bff because I don’t play that. I was uninvited to the wedding. Marriage lasted 18 months.”

“I think I was someone’s horror story.”

From nel_wo: “I think I was someone’s horror story.

“My girlfriend and I had broken up about a month ago, I had still not gotten over. So I started using Tinder to go on dates to fill that void… One girl made the unfortunate decision to go on a dinner/drinking date with me. The beginning of the date was going well; until we ordered a few drinks and I proceed to spend the entire 2 hours talking about my ex and venting to this poor girl.”

 

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Children of the Night: The Best Horror Actors of All Time

Behind every great horror film monster is an actor with the perfect chops for sending a chill down your spine.

Some of the silver screen’s best actors and actresses have portrayed monsters or ghosts or the victims in which those monsters stalk.

In honor of Halloween, my love of films and the wonderful performances that have existed in horror films, I will count my top-5 horror actors of all-time.

No. 5: Boris Karloff. From 1919 to 1971 Boris Karloff racked up credit-after-credit as monsters, murderers and maniacs. Most notably, Karloff was Frankenstein’s monster in the 1931 Universal Studios classic “Frankenstein.” Karloff would portray the famed man-made monster two other times in his career and also starred in Universal’s “The Mummy” as Imhotep — the mummy himself. Karloff was tall and menacing-looking, with haunting eyes and prominent cheekbones. His looks, along with his cold and chilling acting style made him the perfect horror film actor.

No. 4: Bela Lugosi. Hungarian born Bela Lugosi is most recognized for his role as the evil vampire Count Dracula. His mysterious looks and accent became Dracula’s signature for decades (until another actor on this list flipped the switch). Lugosi was Universal’s Dracula several times throughout his career, and also appeared in 1941′s “The Wolf Man;” played Frankenstein’s monster in “Frankenstein Meets The Wolf Man;” and appeared in films like “The Black Cat” (alongside Karloff) and “The Human Monster.” An icon of horror cinema, Bela Lugosi’s name is still recognized by horror fans of all ages as one of the genre’s best performers.

No. 3: Christopher Lee and Peter Cushing. It’s hard to separate Christopher Lee and Peter Cushing, chiefly because the duo starred in a bevy of Hammer Horror Dracula films together. The two were pitted against each other several times: Lee as the haunting and suave Count Dracula, and Cushing as the altruistic vampire hunter Van Helsing. Lee starred in several Dracula films including “The Horrors of Dracula,” “Dracula Has Risen from the Grave” and “Taste the Blood of Dracula” — to name a few. Cushing portrayed Van Helsing several times, and starred as Doctor Frankenstein in Hammer’s Frankenstein series. Both actors starred in several other horror and sci-fi films: Cushing in “Star Wars Episode V: A New Hope” and Cushing in “Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones.”

No: 2: Lon Chaney Jr. Perhaps no horror actor pulled off inner torture and turmoil quite like Lon Chaney Jr. Chaney Jr. is most known for his role in 1941′s “The Wolf Man.” He’d portray the famed werewolf four other times but also starred as Frankenstein and Dracula in various Universal films. Chaney Jr. — a one time Colorado Springs resident — was a classically trained actor, starring in films like “Of Mice and Men” prior to his roles with Universal. Chaney Jr.’s chops allowed him to pull of the inner guilt, turmoil and fear as a lycanthrope which in turn made his Lawrence Talbot/Wolf Man character a sympathetic near anti-hero.

Honorable mentions: Jamie Lee-Curtis, “Halloween;′ Sigourney Weaver, “Alien;” Jack Nichoslon, “The Shining” and “Wolf;” Robert Englund, “A Nightmare on Elm Street;” Bruce Campbell, “The Evil Dead.”

And the best horror film actor of all time is …

No.1: Vincent Price. His ghoulish laugh, hauntingly deep voice, pointed haircut and mustache and acting chops made Vincent Price a legend. The king of macabre performances, Price shines in films like “The Last Man on Earth,” “House of Wax,” “House on Haunted Hill” and the original “The Fly.” Even in the 1970s and 80s Price continued his run as horror’s screen king, starring in films like “The Abominable Dr. Phibes,” “Theater of Blood” and Tim Burton’s “Edward Scissorhands.” Price’s laugh and voice have been used in songs (notably Michael Jackson’s “Thriller”); cartoons and on various radio programs. He read many of Edgar Allen Poe’s works on recordings throughout his career. Price has become a horror icon and rightfully so. Beyond his looks, Price pulled off creepy, mysterious and wicked better than anyone.

 

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Haley – Rusty Lawn Mower

Matched with a moderately attractive girl. We talked for a few days before deciding to get dinner and a movie.

I picked her up and we headed to the sushi restaurant we had decided on earlier. She’s dead silent the whole ride, only breaking it to whisper one word responses to my small talk. This should be a red flag but I just chalked it up to nerves.

At dinner, she immediately orders a glass of wine. By immediately, I mean we hadn’t even sat down yet. This would normally not be a problem at all but we had just talked about how neither of us really drink much. But, again I chalk it up to her nerves.

After her 3rd glass of wine in 20 minutes I start to get pretty nervous. She doesn’t seem to be affected by the wine yet though. This is where I wanted to end the date, but being a silly optimist, I had already bought the movie tickets online.

She seems way less nervous now, she’s actually talking and we had decent conversation on the way to the theater. I begin to think maybe this date will turn around.

But as soon as we get in the theater she heads straight for the bar and orders a full Solo cup sized glass of wine. I mentally check out at this point.

During the movie, it becomes apparent that she is absolutely shit faced. About 20 minutes in, she gets up to go to the bathroom and comes back with another full solo cup of wine. She starts sloppily trying to make out with the side of my face despite me pushing her away. The theater is completely packed, by the way. This goes back and forth for a few minutes until I put on my most serious face and gave her a stern NO.

Her reaction? She starts hysterically crying, asking why I don’t want her, just making a big scene that culminates with her saying she loves me. I looked her dead in the eye and said, “You don’t even know me.” After what seemed like ten minutes of crying, I finally get her to calm down and she almost immediately passes out. I was ecstatic when I realized she was asleep. My nightmare is almost over.

Then I begin to hear what can only be described as a rusty lawn mower with sleep apnea. She’s snoring. And it’s LOUD. I could feel my seat vibrate each time she exhaled. Flicking her ear every few minutes was enough to keep her snoring at bay.

On the ride back to drop her off, she changed my radio presets, sung (terribly) to every song, and fell asleep. It was a 10 minute drive.

I finally got to her house and dropped her off.

Tinder is great though, I met my current girlfriend, Cherie on it and our first date is one of my favorite memories ever.

 

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Sarika – Song of the Black Widow

God, she’s beautiful. I couldn’t find a stock picture on the internet to capture the delightful beauty of this girl. She is so pretty. Indian. Exotic. The type of beauty you’d almost pay for to be seen with at an event. She is probably one of the most beautiful women I know in Philly. But she recently reached out to me to come hang at a happy hour and a brand new place in Rittenhouse, called Scarpetta. Smith and Wolensky’s is gone and now that place is here. It’s in the Rittenhouse Hotel. She also mentioned that she wants me to come up to her apartment and check out her new place at the Dorchester. I am so glad I have reconnected with her. This vacuous she-devil is such a good character for this work. I am a huge fan of lovely Sarika.

I got to Scarpetta around 5:30. They’ve done a nice job with the place. It’s dark and intimate. The bar looks the same but they’ve opened up the place a bit. There’s only the one bar, but they have a lounge in the back and there is a dining room upstairs. I look around for Sarika but I don’t see her. I’m chatting with the manager and then I look out the window and see her walking towards the building.

Sarika looks amazing as always. We grab a couple of drinks at the bar and sit in this cool little area by ourselves near the window. Rittenhouse Square looks beautiful. It’s all decorated for the holidays.There are strings of bulbs in the trees and the whole park twinkle with light. She is having some sort of light pink beverage that I didn’t catch the name of, and I’m having the old-fashioned. Normally, cocktails are around fifteen dollars, but during happy hour they’re half price. So that’s something I can live with for now.

I ask her what she’s been up to and she says she’s been going on a lot of dates. Turns out that weasel she wanted to bring to my eighty dollar a plate New Years party last year has been gone for a while. I remember she was so into that guy. Apparently they were together off and on for two years. She says she wasted her best years on him and now she’s old. She’s 28! Come on Sarika, you are still but a child. She said he was a jerk to her and probably never loved her. I get her laughing, and start thinking that the black widow isn’t so bad after all. She may be smart as a whip, but she’s still a young woman navigating her way through love and life. I even joke that she probably has a blood-red hour-glass tattooed on her belly.

I do love pretty things, and she is no exception.

I tell her she looks great as always. She has been in some sunny destinations lately, so her skin is a darker brown than normal. I like it. It makes her look even more mysterious and exotic. I mention it and she immediately asks if I think it looks ugly. She always says things like that. She is so smart but so immature at the same time. She’s also a bit of a chatterbox. I think most men can’t handle that and don’t like a girl who talks too much. I don’t mind it. I like a girl who has things to say and experiences to share. I love to talk and entertain a woman, so it’s nice when I have a chatty girl so I don’t have to do all of the work. Women like a good listener and I grew up with three sisters. But what I can’t stand is what Carol used to do. Just babbling on nonstop like a tire spinning in the snow. (See: Carol 5/2014 to 8/2016 – There’s No Fun In Dysfunction)

I once read that women speak up to 20,000 words a day, compared to men, who speak only 12,000. So when we get home…We’re done!

It is puzzling how a woman this strikingly beautiful can’t keep a man. But the more you’re around her the more it makes sense. She says she’s been finding men on an app called J Swipe. It’s like Tinder for Jews. I asked her why that app? She said Jewish men normally appreciate women more, have good jobs, and have money. Sounds like she’s hunting for a husband. I think one of the challenges Sarika is facing is that she may be viewed more as a conquest. A creature to be captured and checked off of some list, because she’s so beautifully exotic.

She said she went out with a guy on Monday and even had a date with a pilot after our happy hour. So I assume I won’t be getting a tour of that gorgeous apartment in her building tonight. Sarika has a very busy life. She travels a great deal for her job as a scientist. I know she was formerly an engineer, but now I guess she’s a scientist. She makes great money and spends her other free time hopping on planes and taking little trips. It sounds like a fun life with all of the dating, and jet setting vacations, but it almost seems like she doesn’t want to be alone in her apartment. She’s crazy dating now. It’s good that she’s getting out there and meeting people after two years wasted with weasel man. But again, I can see men wanting her because she’s so beautiful, but she’s kind of annoying to talk to for any length of time. So if they get the opportunity to sleep with her they may not stick around.

Sarika is very intelligent and a nerd. I have taken her to Science after Hours at the Franklin Institute in the past. She loved it like a child. We went to see Jurassic World last summer, and Guardians of the Galaxy is her favorite movie. If my friend Duncan finds that up he’ll probably move up here from North Carolina. You would think guys would find that hot. A pretty girl who likes guy stuff and sci-fi, but it hasn’t worked. Maybe one of these many men that she is meeting for dates, will be rich and just marry her as a trophy wife. But sadly, people are funny about race in this country. They may want to sleep with a hot girl, but they may not want to bring and Indian woman back home to meet the family. I personally I have nothing against it. If you have been reading this blog, you know I love all different kinds of women. As Hank Moody says in the show Californication, “I got all your albums. I love you all and you and you included, Sarika.”

My buddy Church shows up at Scarpetta. I’m happy to see him. Once Sarika  goes on her date at One Tippling Place up the street, he and I can go to Square 1682 and have a drink. Church knows everybody in the restaurant and bar business in this town, so when he orders a drink and the server brings it over, she says, “This one is on Nathan.” He’s the GM there so Church got the hook up. I get another drink, but Sarika is only having the one so she doesn’t show up drunk for her date at 7:00.

While I was waiting at the bar to get my drink, Church chatted with Sarika. I was a little glad that it took the bartender a little time to get to me and make my drink. Normally I don’t like that, but I thought it would give Church a chance to talk to Sarika.

I get back to our little area by the window. We all chat a bit more. Sarika has to go soon, so she heads back to the ladies room. Church tells me she wouldn’t stop talking and it was driving him crazy. He’s been on edge lately, and listening to Sarika go on about something was annoying him. He said something to the effect, “I wanted to put a gun in my mouth.” He said she is so vacuous and self-absorbed and all she talked about was herself.

He once said that about another attractive girl who talked a lot. He was in a car with her and she was talking non stop and he said, “I wanted to leap right out of the car while it was going 70 miles per hour down the highway.”

Sarika returns, and I put her coat on for her. I tell her I will pay for the one drink she had. She tells me she’ll get me next time. I give her a kiss on the cheek good-bye and she’s off. I get the bill for my two old-fashioneds and her dainty drink. It should come to over $22 plus tax. I look at it and it’s only $15. So I got the hookup because I was with Church.

Dude certainly has the power.

I think next we’ll do a happy hour with my friend Carly.  So the night went well and again without incident.

So maybe my pretty little arachnid is finally growing up.

I love Sarika. She is beautiful, and I enjoy her company, if nobody else does, and I can’t wait to see her again.

(Oh… and if you’ve somehow found this and other stories Sarika, I’ll understand if you cut me off. The truth always hurts more than fiction)

 

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Alice – The Stalker

Everything on Phicklephilly is true.  I can’t make this stuff up.  I wish it weren’t true, but sadly it is.

I was just told this story by my friend Alice. She is the CEO of her own IT recruitment company, and a dear friend of mine. If anyone reading this can help, please comment on this post.

One day while Alice was at Starbucks, a man came in with a very eerie demeanor. He looked like he was looking for something, or someone, and asked if anyone was sitting next to her. There was no one sitting next to her, so of course she said no. She was very consumed in her work so she didn’t really pay much attention to this man, when he peeped over her shoulder and said “Oh, I see your name is Alice.” She was a little freaked out, but figured he was just being friendly and saw her Starbucks cup, but then she realized her name wasn’t even on her cup, and he was peeping over her shoulder and was watching what she was doing. She had to meet a client at their office so she left, but it was also because she felt very uncomfortable. That was the only time she ever actually spoke to this man.

Ever since that run in with him, he appears everywhere she is. There was one time he followed her out to her car. Another time, he came into a different café she was in and sat right next to her when there wasn’t even a seat. Each encounter she pretended that she was on a call. Over the course of two years now he’s waited for her outside places that she’s been, showed up at her office looking for her, and somehow got her one employee’s phone number and reached out.

She even talked to the barista at the other coffee shop. They know who he is and have barred him from ever coming in again. When asked why, they told Alice that he has been harassing other young girls in the cafe. Like teenage girls. Thirteen and fourteen year olds. They all have told their mothers, and they have reported him as well. But nothing has been done.

One barista told Alice that he once went up to a group of young girls and said he lost his contact lens and they all got down on their hands and knees looking for it and he just stood back looking at their butts and up their skirts. So he’s not just some nut job. He knows what he’s doing. He is a diabolical menace that needs to be arrested.

He’s requested Alice on every source of social media she can think of, Facebook, Instagram, every platform she is on. Just this morning there was a silver car following her out of her development for about a mile. The car was following her closely. Almost tailgating her. Not thinking anything of it she pulled into the gas station as she normally would, got out to pay and get a coffee inside. She got a bad feeling, and when she looked behind her, it was him!

She went inside and ran to the back of the store. It was quiet until she heard the bell of the door opening. Then the sound of  approaching footsteps.

He went down each aisle looking for her. The owner of the gas station asked him if he needed anything. He said “I’m just looking around.” She said it felt like she was in a horror movie.

But it was real.

He must have gotten nervous and finally left. Alice came out of hiding and told the woman running the station, that he was the man who has been stalking her. She sprung into action, and got his license plate number.

I’m writing this because she called the police on each encounter and they told her that unless he touches her, or harms her, there’s nothing they can do. But they would put it in his file. Problem is, by the time this happens, that would mean that he harmed her.
Each time he appears, she tells herself she is going to confront him and tell him to leave her alone. But each time she sees him, every time it happens, fear takes hold and she is afraid to do so.
Today she called the police after this incident, and they said they had an incident with him back in 2013 but that was all they had on him. She told them that she’s reached out to them several times and they said because it’s in a different county they can’t even see that he has a history of stalking/harassment. ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? It’s 2016 and there’s no way for one county to see a record of someone in the next county over? This man is scary; he’s in his mid 50’s and has full on conversations with himself. He’s extremely intelligent as he has requested her on LinkedIn and she saw his work credentials. She does recruitment for IT positions, so she knows that he knows exactly what he’s doing. There’s just something really off about this guy.

She is an advocate for the police system, but she doesn’t know what to do. She is really freaked out. It’s gone too far. She doesn’t want to wait like a sitting duck, but wants this man has to stop following her.

Alice is afraid he’s followed her home and knows where she lives.

Does anyone have any advice? Also, why isn’t there a way for police stations to see incidents that happened in other counties? Isn’t there some sort of CRM software they can use to track that? Any advice would be appreciated.

 

Here’s a photo of this piece of shit. If you, or anyone you know can identify this man, please contact local law enforcement.

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