I met a stalker while trying to mind my own business. I seem to be a magnet for jobless junkies and house husbands. On Friday, January 8, 2010, a house husband came to stand next to me at the school gate. All of us were waiting to pick up kids after school dismissal. He just stood there, waiting for my next move. He was a strange stalker, but then again, aren’t all stalkers strange?

I did nothing. When I went inside the school gate, the man came to stand next to me again. I ignored him. Then he circumnavigated me 360 degrees by walking one round to discard a drink container he had in his hand.

Presumably it had held a beverage and not an alcoholic one. So he had scrutinized the field and he returned to take up his post beside me again. It was getting stuffy.

Just as suddenly as he had taken up his sentry, he abandoned it. One day, I would like to see the House Husband Stalker hit on the Fake Lesbian. They deserve each other.

The Fake Lesbian is another character which will be introduced soon.

What should I have done with this stalker? I played the Ignorance card. Does stalking go away when the person is ignored?

I think this stalker is desperate enough to deal the same card from the same hand again soon.