Thursday, June 11, 2009


So, Last Fall I crossed paths with a certain young man. He was tall, beautifully brown, hair in locs, and a smile to die for. We small talked, exchanged laugh, and exchanged numbers and started to get to know each other. He was a very nice guy, a true gentlemen, and funny, but I realized he was "CRAZY" soon after we met. We went out on 1 date and we had a couple of movie nights, but nothing amazing. I liked him a lot until his behavior begin to change. His crazy started to come through when he began to want to be near me every second. Always want to drop by, or want me to sit at his job(for hours and do nothing), i met the family (all in a matter of two weeks). Initially i just figured he was trying to be a nice guy because he was trying to become my "star player" in my life. Then it started to get worse, he would want to know where i was going, when, where, why, what time, when will i be back, do i want him to drop me off or pick me up. Now I am a sister that needs her space. I don't want you to be all over me and don't expect me to be smother you. This definitely didn't sit well with him. So, since i would refuse his offer to chauffeur me everywhere around the damn city, Sit at his job, and purposely remain busy so that would not be home, he would call all the damn time. I mean like 4 & 5 times back to back within 6 minutes. i wouldn't answer the calls, so he'd leave messages, and then text me. The very first time he exhibited that behavior, i had already decided in my mind that i would not be seeing him again. Unfortunately, it never stopped him from being a "repeat dialer & text-er". Eventually after a couple of months. He stopped!

Well, Saturday morning around 4am, my phone rings. I am livid! I don't know who it is at this point, but i knew for sure that I was about to really give someone a piece of my mind calling me at that hour. everyone who knows me has learned, if you want to speak with me, you better place the call before 10:30pm. After that, you might meet the Jenna that you don't want to ever encounter. Anywoo, when i saw that number i immediately hit "ignore". I refuse to speak to that crazy fool. So, as usual there is a voicemail, i didn't bother listening to the message i just instantly deleted it, but the only thing that was running through my mind was..this is a new year..DELETE MY NUMBER FOOL!!!!


  1. I've dealt with enough psycho's to last three lifetimes, I know what you are going through. Deleting the message was exactly what I would have done, if you listened to it, and maybe called the fool back to tell him off, that is whenm they get mess running through threir think skulls that you called them back you must like them.

    Nobody should have to deal with that kind of mess.

  2. Where did you meet this guy? Lord...he is a pyscho. You better save his number as "do not answer" just in case you ever forget who it is calling you. lol


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