Creepy old guy keeps staring at me at work.

I'm 24 and I think he's like, 38 or some old ass age. What do I do, he keeps staring at me. I have to ask people to walk me to my car at night cause he makes me nervous.

It's not me, but I made a woman whose workstation was visible from the sidewalk uncomfortable. I simply liked to see her when I walked by because she looked like my first wife. I never slowed my pace. Mostly, she was looking down at her work. One time, she looked up and smiled. On subsequent walks, I thought that she was evading me by averting her gaze as I walked by. One time, I saw her looking back at me from the rear of the store.

Finally, she confronted me with a steady, fixed stare. There was no hate in her eyes, but there was no love either. I interpreted this to be her signal that my looking in her direction annoyed her.

For twelve days, I felt sick about causing her distress. While I thought of things to say to her, I realized that everything that I could imagine would confirm to her my chronic creepiness at the least and win me a cease and desist order at worse.

I now walk to avoid the store. I'll walk past again—someday, but I'll not look inside. There's nothing for me there that will ever be glad to see me.

Yes, part of my sadness is reliving my separation over. I know I take it harder than I should, but it's my style to pick at the emotional scabs and make them bleed.

If you're wearing a skirt, go to the bathroom and remove your panties.

Then return to your cubicle and give him a nice long up-skirt shot so he can see your kitty.

Keep doing this.

I'm 24 and I think he's like, 38 or some old ass age. What do I do, he keeps staring at me. I have to ask people to walk me to my car at night cause he makes me nervous.

It's not me, but I made a woman whose workstation was visible from the sidewalk uncomfortable. I simply liked to see her when I walked by because she looked like my first wife. I never slowed my pace. Mostly, she was looking down at her work. One time, she looked up and smiled. On subsequent walks, I thought that she was evading me by averting her gaze as I walked by. One time, I saw her looking back at me from the rear of the store.

Finally, she confronted me with a steady, fixed stare. There was no hate in her eyes, but there was no love either. I interpreted this to be her signal that my looking in her direction annoyed her.

For twelve days, I felt sick about causing her distress. While I thought of things to say to her, I realized that everything that I could imagine would confirm to her my chronic creepiness at the least and win me a cease and desist order at worse.

I now walk to avoid the store. I'll walk past again—someday, but I'll not look inside. There's nothing for me there that will ever be glad to see me.

Yes, part of my sadness is reliving my separation over. I know I take it harder than I should, but it's my style to pick at the emotional scabs and make them bleed.

next time he stares at you, give him a wink and a wicked smile, then part your legs a bit, exposing the head of the large strap-on you wore to work for his benefit

I'm 24 and I think he's like, 38 or some old ass age. What do I do, he keeps staring at me. I have to ask people to walk me to my car at night cause he makes me nervous.

Carry a knife or a tazer and if he getstoo close pull it out and stab the fuck out of him.

I'm 24 and I think he's like, 38 or some old ass age. What do I do, he keeps staring at me. I have to ask people to walk me to my car at night cause he makes me nervous.

I'm 24 and I think he's like, 38 or some old ass age. What do I do, he keeps staring at me. I have to ask people to walk me to my car at night cause he makes me nervous.

38 is old?

hahahahahahha
Can't wait til you get to 30 and you push a buck sixty with a gunt and no guy looks at you.

get over yourself.................fatty

You should be flattered but then again you are from the xyz generation............mostly retard from the durgs we did in the 80's

Show him your tits. I bet he can work you 100 times better that your average 24 year old video game playing dipshit.

I'm 24 and I think he's like, 38 or some old ass age. What do I do, he keeps staring at me. I have to ask people to walk me to my car at night cause he makes me nervous.

Quit your job and get out of the country immediately..this guy sounds dangerous..we will call you when it's safe to come back..don't leave your number or address there's not time for that we will find you when it's safe...GO GO GO now!!!!!

Send the cougars my way


Ill show them

Climb on the roof of my tractor

The only way to make him stop is to blow him...

I'm 24 and I think he's like, 38 or some old ass age. What do I do, he keeps staring at me. I have to ask people to walk me to my car at night cause he makes me nervous.

I'm 24 and I think he's like, 38 or some old ass age. What do I do, he keeps staring at me. I have to ask people to walk me to my car at night cause he makes me nervous.