- 7 years ago
- Wedding: June 2011
I posted this in the chat thread, but then it went to a “ghost page #7” and I was left all by myself so I’m moving this to its own post.
2 hours ago:
I am at the airport in New Orleans and I am hiding in the restroom because I think I have a stalker. :/
I still have over two hours before I can check in for my flight and I’ve been here for 3 hours already.
I curled up on some seats in the lounge to get some sleep and this guy that I had walked past earlier ended up sitting right across from me and talking to me under his breath when he thought I was sleeping.
After a few hours of half sleeping and half staying aware of the stalker-man, I finally sat up and stretched in my seat and looked everywhere but at him. He tried to say “hey there sleepy head” and “good morning” but I pretended not to hear.
I just grabbed my bags and came to the restroom.
Now I’m afraid he’ll be standing outside waiting for me to come out. 🙁
I’m hungry but the restaurants don’t open for another 20 minutes. I can hang here at least until then, and then I’ll dash into the nearest one. lol what a morning…ugghh
1 hour ago:
I made a dash to the beignet shop right across from the restroom and I’m keeping a sharp eye out like a HAWK!
I saw him a few times and he is walking around (with a weird limp) and I feel like he’s looking for me…Gah!
I’m going to sit in a corner hidden from view. But I lost sight of him, so I’m hoping I can stay out of his radar!
Since I can’t check in yet, I still have my suitcase with me– so I changed from a gray t-shirt to a purple 3/4 sleeved button down. And put on a hat that I had. All I need to do is put on my sunglasses! heh
Luckily for me, I had gone to the opposite side of the airport from my concourse to sleep since they had more comfortable seats. That’s where he joined me. Little does he know, that my flight is on the opposite side of the airport. (It’s not that big here from end to end.) Although, he does take to walking the whole thing, and last time I saw him he was walking towards the other end of the airport where my flight will be, and he hasn’t come back this way yet. :/
Oh! Another thing: while I was “sleeping” he would sometimes get up and walk around, but if he saw me stir, he would rush back over to try to talk to me while I was “awake” but I would make sure that I was back “asleep” again before he made it back. Eewwww creepy guys. No bueno.
So right now, I’m still sitting at the beignet shop in the corner, against a wall, and I have about an hour still before I can even CHECK IN for my flight (meaning my actual flight is 4 hours AFTER I get checked in!) At least once I check in, I can go through security and be safe in a different concourse since I’m pretty positive (since he told me while I was sleeping) that he is flying with a different airline. 😛
So, bees!! Keep me company??