Ive had a stalker that was an ex-gf. Not cool at all. She would call and hang up. Showed up at my work. Made shit really uncomfortable and embarrassing in front of others. I dont care how hot she is. Un-excusable. Just leave me the F alone and get on with your own life.
Regarding my stalker ex-gf, one day I asked her if we could exchange stuff. We had been broken up for months and I had a bunch of clothing at her house and she had stuff at mine. I asked her to keep it civil while I came over and got my stuff from her place. Surprisingly it went well. As I was gathering the last bit of stuff from her house, she told me she had something to show me. She starts to pull up her shirt and turns around to show me a tattoo of my name on her shoulder blade. Like my FULL NAME. We had been broken up for months... I was so pissed off and starting shouting that she had no right to tattoo my name on her... "But I wanted to show you how committed I am to you..." F-that. I gathered my stuff up in a hurry and tried to leave the house because I was scared that she would pull out a gun or knife at that point. She latched onto my legs and wouldnt let go, kicking and shrieking. Dragged her all the way out to her front yard while I tried to leave and get into my car. Neighbors all start coming out of their houses hearing the commotion. I was super embarrassed at the spectable. Eventually I shook her loose and she fell on her hip pretty hard and started crying even louder. It was a shit-show. Her dad and sister ran out the house and seeing her on the ground crying, could only assume I had beaten her up and started shouting and threatening me. It was a scene that would have felt totally at home on a Jerry Springer set or an episode of COPS where they arrest some white trash dude out of a trailer park. I was so worried the next step would be police that I got into my car and got the hell out of there ASAP. Thankfully nothing ever came of it. I was scared shitless of what could have been.