I had a similar experience several years ago.
I was working in the bar I'm now at, and had a very "normal" seeming customer who asked me out, I had a boyfriend and told him so, and he seemed fine with that...at the time.
He continued to frequent the bar, would make polite conversation, and I didn't think anything of it.
Then the trouble started. Somehow he found out where I lived...he may have followed me home as I was still driving at this time. I started to find flowers and cards at my door in the morning, love letters in my mailbox with no stamps on them, and sometime just envelopes with money in them...all with no name.
This would happen about every other day.
This really scared me, as I had no idea who it was, and he obviously knew the "safe" times to leave these things.
He also could've very easily been watching me when I was home!
Finally after about 2 months of this, he wrote his name and number down for a customer, I saw it, and recognized the writing...I freaked!
I told I knew what he'd been doing, and to stop. He apologized, and left the bar.
3 days later, when I got home from work at 3 a.m. my front door (I lived in a small house then) was wide open, and so was a window in front.
I went to the corner market and called the police. (no way was I going inside!)
When we entered the house, all my clothes had been piled on my waterbed (this was the early '80's) and the bed had been slashed ruining my clothes, my sons babybook was gone, many photos had been taken from albums...but not all (this was scary because he obviously took his sweet time), my underwear drawer was ransacked and items (sexy) were gone, and he had poured Comet/Ajax cleanser into my large aquarium, killing my fish!
Nothing of monetary value was missing, which made me believe it was him.
The police dusted the place, and found prints but had no record of them.
After this happened, I never got another note or anything else from him, and he never returned to the bar...
I never encouraged this guy and this is what happened to me...don't even talk to this man Alicia, I got off lucky.
Be smart and be safe.
I was working in the bar I'm now at, and had a very "normal" seeming customer who asked me out, I had a boyfriend and told him so, and he seemed fine with that...at the time.
He continued to frequent the bar, would make polite conversation, and I didn't think anything of it.
Then the trouble started. Somehow he found out where I lived...he may have followed me home as I was still driving at this time. I started to find flowers and cards at my door in the morning, love letters in my mailbox with no stamps on them, and sometime just envelopes with money in them...all with no name.
This would happen about every other day.
This really scared me, as I had no idea who it was, and he obviously knew the "safe" times to leave these things.
He also could've very easily been watching me when I was home!
Finally after about 2 months of this, he wrote his name and number down for a customer, I saw it, and recognized the writing...I freaked!
I told I knew what he'd been doing, and to stop. He apologized, and left the bar.
3 days later, when I got home from work at 3 a.m. my front door (I lived in a small house then) was wide open, and so was a window in front.
I went to the corner market and called the police. (no way was I going inside!)
When we entered the house, all my clothes had been piled on my waterbed (this was the early '80's) and the bed had been slashed ruining my clothes, my sons babybook was gone, many photos had been taken from albums...but not all (this was scary because he obviously took his sweet time), my underwear drawer was ransacked and items (sexy) were gone, and he had poured Comet/Ajax cleanser into my large aquarium, killing my fish!
Nothing of monetary value was missing, which made me believe it was him.
The police dusted the place, and found prints but had no record of them.
After this happened, I never got another note or anything else from him, and he never returned to the bar...
I never encouraged this guy and this is what happened to me...don't even talk to this man Alicia, I got off lucky.
Be smart and be safe.