Creep 1: I had a couple of creepy weird stalkery types visit me regularly in my old job which was client facing, one of them was super old, most of his teeth missing, he used to come in and treat my place of work as an afternoon visit to a friend trying to engage in lengthy weird conversations about his “fascinating” life, and trying to extrapolate personal information from me, and every time he would ask me out, sometime with the attempted lure that “eligible bachelors” would be there, and always bragging that he was an author. Eventually he gave me one of his books – a self published self indulgent saga, full of errors, about a new kid in golden era LA (himself). This went on for months. It got to the point when I stopped politely listening and would just ignore him and carry on working at my desk, so he asked if something was wrong and I told him “No, but I’m working and I don’t have time for you”. Shortly after I quit that job anyway.
Creep 2: The other was a young man, 18/19 or so, he would walk past outside and stare at me daily until one day he came in, he had a Very camp demeanour, I would absolutely assume he was gay, started talking to me and when finding out I was Swedish said he had a fetish for Sweden and he needed me for his “collection” because he already had a black girl and and a Russian girl (huh?!). I didn’t know this but he was secretly following me home and knew where I lived. This went on for a while. Eventually he gave me a book on Creationism and said it was important I didn’t believe in Evolution, I didn’t want the book and it also weighed about 10 kg it was seriously a tomb – that’s when I found out he knew where I lived because he offered to carry it home to me stating the building I lived in.
Creep 3: There I was, walking down Kings Road one day, dressed normally, coat and all, and a homeless man who was sitting on the pavement paying no attention to anyone suddenly shouts out at me in strong east London Cockney accent:
“OI, GET YER TITS OUT FOR ME, WILL YA LUV?”
In another job I encountered a man, approx 60, who believed the CIA was persecuting him, that he had evidence behind 9/11 and the Kennedy assassination and conspiracy theories around Jewish people and that he had a billion dollar trust fund which he wouldn’t touch because he wanted to prove he could change the world on his own merit, I had given my business card before the depth of his weirdness was clear as he was pretending we would do business and he sent me many emails about his world views and theories including what he referred to as proof of what he was saying which would be things like photos of himself with various people he would have mentioned in his long monologues. He had adopted a famous surname age 40 and seemed to be riding on that.
Weird and creepy comments in supermarkets and elsewhere I couldn’t count if I tried!