Sunday, October 18, 2009

Creepy Drunk Guy

So there I was...
Sitting in the office at the Ballconference Center making sure the people at the reception didn't burn down the building. It was a little slower than usual, the wedding party was gone but the mom and friends had been cleaning up for about an hour. I stepped out of the office to make sure that everything was going well. The door was barely open.
Next thing I know a guy walked in asking me my name and began to nearly close the door behind him. My heart began to race and my eyes got really big. He asked me if I owned the building and told him that I was running it for the evening. He asked me my name and number and I told him my name and gave him Michaels (the managers card). He said "Good. Thanks. You'll be hearing from me." As he was walking out he said "Your name should be bunny" What really bunny come on. I then at that point realized this guy was really drunk, and that was the same guy that the bartender was giving vodka shots to. I told him I liked my name and asked what kind of name would bunny be for a human. He said "Why wouldn't you want your name to be bunny? Bunny's are furry." I said your drunk go now. "No I am not drunk." "Ok, then. Your hitting on me." He went on to say that yes he was and a few choice words that I have chosen to forgotten, and then I told him to get out. That he needed to go have fun somewhere else. He was not a happy camper. Creeeeepy!
A few seconds after the creeper left I went and locked the door. Everytime I come back in I lock the door behind me. I am still not quite at ease. Well I will definately be calling my mom on my way to my car tonight. I have never been that creeped out ever. I had a drunk guy come and talk to me one night but it wasn't the same way. And that dude got the clue I wasn't interested.

I am so glad that I have chosen to stay away from that part of the world. I don't know if he would have done anything if I had been in another situation, but by golly I don't want to ever give anyone the chance. Thank you Lord for protecting me, keeping me calm and giving me the words to say to get him out of here.

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