He will feel my tiny, ineffectual fists of fury
You'll remember my cousin's fucktard ex? ,
Please excuse my language, but that bastard is fucking lucky that my dad isn't here. He's been dropping off flowers every week and turning up to drop stuff off for the last couple of months, but tonight? He dropped off flowers this arvo (which whatever, we just leave them outside because L hates flowers), and then about 7.30pm, he txt my aunt to ask "Does L ever get the flowers or do they just disappear?". My aunt rather diplomatically replied that yes she does get them, but she doesn't want them because the relationship is over. Which it is and L and my aunt have told him this several times. We felt pity for him, and then watched the rest of our movie. Afterwards, my aunt goes downstairs to lock up and close the garage (we live in NZ.....we're pretty lax on security, I've gone to bed with the back door wide open, and often don't know if the front door is locked....my car is never locked), and the fucking flowers are in the door handle.
What the fucking fuck? WE WERE HOME ALL NIGHT!!! He didn't come to the door, he didn't call out, he just creepily came to check on her flowers. Have I mentioned that a couple of weeks ago, he stayed outside our property from 11pm - 8am waiting for her to come home (which she didn't luckily) and while I was creeped out, my aunt had a chat to him, and called his mother to see if she could help him since he was clearly still upset.
I am concerned because his behaviour tends to escalate and he has a black belt. If my dad was here, it would be so much better (let's just say that Dad is big, bearded, tattoo'd and hates it when men threaten women), but he isn't, so the only thing that we can do is get L to get a restraining order on him. I mean, for fucks sake, Baby K lives here. She will not be exposed to this. I will fuck him over if he does it again.
I have so many other less fucktardy things to post, but this just makes me pissed.
Please excuse my language, but that bastard is fucking lucky that my dad isn't here. He's been dropping off flowers every week and turning up to drop stuff off for the last couple of months, but tonight? He dropped off flowers this arvo (which whatever, we just leave them outside because L hates flowers), and then about 7.30pm, he txt my aunt to ask "Does L ever get the flowers or do they just disappear?". My aunt rather diplomatically replied that yes she does get them, but she doesn't want them because the relationship is over. Which it is and L and my aunt have told him this several times. We felt pity for him, and then watched the rest of our movie. Afterwards, my aunt goes downstairs to lock up and close the garage (we live in NZ.....we're pretty lax on security, I've gone to bed with the back door wide open, and often don't know if the front door is locked....my car is never locked), and the fucking flowers are in the door handle.
What the fucking fuck? WE WERE HOME ALL NIGHT!!! He didn't come to the door, he didn't call out, he just creepily came to check on her flowers. Have I mentioned that a couple of weeks ago, he stayed outside our property from 11pm - 8am waiting for her to come home (which she didn't luckily) and while I was creeped out, my aunt had a chat to him, and called his mother to see if she could help him since he was clearly still upset.
I am concerned because his behaviour tends to escalate and he has a black belt. If my dad was here, it would be so much better (let's just say that Dad is big, bearded, tattoo'd and hates it when men threaten women), but he isn't, so the only thing that we can do is get L to get a restraining order on him. I mean, for fucks sake, Baby K lives here. She will not be exposed to this. I will fuck him over if he does it again.
I have so many other less fucktardy things to post, but this just makes me pissed.