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*Isabella*

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;785929']Okay, so I go out to a bar on base with a few buddies in my unit. I can honestly say I didn't have fun. I really don't know any of these people, but I hung out anyway.
We're at a table on the patio, all just shooting the breeze, and a few other people join us.
One is a girl. Now, imagine this: Shave sasquatch, make him emo, then shoot your left eye out with a nailgun. That's what she looked like.
But she is nice, and so I don't mind making conversation. I mention several times that I am spoken for, just to talk about something and draw the line in the sand.
We were all pretty toasted, and didn't feel like walking two blocks home. We were going to do it, but this chick offers to give me and my buddy a ride back to the barracks. I thought it was a nice gesture, and we were the only two guys out of the group that lived in the barracks...so it seemed okay, right?
She drops us off, I tell her thanks. End of story... so I wish.
11:00 a.m., the next day. Someone is knocking at my door. This is grounds for death in my world. I open up...
It's HER. And she's holding her baby. She asks if I want to go out to lunch.
I'm wearing a bathrobe and look like I survived a bomb blast. I tell her no, it's not appropriate, and she gets pissed.
A few days later she knocks on my door, and I just didn't answer. I hid. I was scared. The monster wants to eat me.
Did I do something wrong? I mean, she had to have heard me say I was taken...
 
This is the point in the story when you get a restraining order or insult her so bad that she'll never want to see you ever again. That is really freaky and scare the shit out of me. Maybe she wants you to be her baby's daddy! Good luck with that.
 
Never take a ride home with a single girl you just met who is willing to give you a ride home. Chances are, she's psychotic.
 
;785987']You're right. I assumed she knew, and when I reminded her- she acted like I was being a jerk. I have always admired someone who can sit there and say they have someone else. I always back off, or even ask about the significant other.
Of course, this one time, I did talk to a girl with a boyfriend. It's paying off.
 
If she comes by again, politely tell her that you did have a nice time at the bar, but it was entirely plutonic in nature. You did not mean to lead her on, and apologize for making her think there was anything beyond a simple friendship. Also tell her that your girlfriends friends would kick the fucking shit out of her, baby or no baby, if she knocks on your door again. Tell her your girlfriend is very rich and monitors all your activities via satellite and the lojack installed in your ass.
 
;785994']The first half of that actually makes a lot of sense.
But instead of the second part, I'll go with "She doesn't deserve to be disrespected".
Or if she brings the baby and asks to go to lunch, I can say "Seems like you brought me some over", and point to her kid.
 
Yeah, you are a doll but military men just ain't my thing. I'm more of an outlaw lover, LOL.
 
;786006']I got my bad boy streak. I just don't get caught.

But about this chick, I asked one of the drunk guys outside that was there that night. He says she does that a lot, and she's supposedly still married. Her husband is some pushover that doesn't have a clue. Poor bastard.
 
Damn why would you get in the goonnie goo goo-mobile? What were you thinking? And I'll bet you that's not even her kid, just one she stole from the orphanage. But if she comes back, shot the big bitch in her baby toe. That'll teach her to fuck with you. Oh and how does she get on base? Is she or her husband enlisted?
 
It doesn't sound like she's actually stalking... yet. She is merely hopeful, to someone who was nice to her. Right now, it's more sad than scary.

If she hasn't gotten the message, and shows up again, or tries to pursue you the next time you're hanging at the bar, flip out a picture of your sweetie, and let her know that is where your heart lies. It would be even more dramatic if you could kind of dance around the room, holding the photo, and singing romantic nonsense, but that's not actually necessary.
 
I know how it goes with stalkers. I had some kid send me messages on myspace after apparently "watching me from afar" for 3+ years. I told him in a VERY nice way that I was taken, and he sent a million messages in a row telling me about how he would carve my name into his arm because he loved me so much. Yeah. I still have the messages because I laugh at his desperation from time to time.
 
;786366']I made a decision a while ago to cut out the drinking. These days I don't enjoy it as much. Kinda makes me depressed.
 
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