stalker
Monday night I went out to move my jeep so the Salvation Army could pick up a bunch of stuff my grandma was donating. first I couldn't get the engine to turn over. then once I figured out that one it died once it went to idle. finally I got it to idle, but it would die after a minute or two. so tuesday I had it towed to the dealership to get it fixed.
Yesterday I went to pick it up. I am texting the entire time I am paying for it. even thinking I am being rude but don't really care as it was just some hispanic kid who I didn't understand in the first place. I pay and don't really think about it.
8pm my phone rings. it is felix the cashier kid from the dealership. I didn't answer as I was in the other room but he leaves me a message, only half of which I understand. he proceeds to call me every hour. around 10pm he starts sending me text messages as well asking if I am asleep. how in the world could I sleep with him calling me all the time? and if I was asleep how am I suppose to text him back. he finally stops at midnight, but was right back at it this morning.
now keep in mind I never gave him my number, he got it off of my paperwork and I never gave him any indication that I wanted him to call me. ugh
part of me feels kinda bad. like I am being a snob or something. but I really don't want to talk to this guy. but I do kinda wonder if he does this to every female that comes in there. loser. getting my car fixed is one of the few times I wish I was a guy.