August 23, 2002
JD's Back! (FAT SLEAZY BASTARD! )

ARGH!!! FAT SLEAZY BASTARD!!" Why is it that I attract fuck weirdos? eh? I'm still trying to figure it out...

Do you remember me mentioning some guy that keeps phoning me up at work and on my mobile? John? ring any bells? May be i didn't. I used to work for this guy in an antique store, I started when I was 14. He always used to try and come on to me, at that age I wasn't a naive little girl, I knew what he was playing at...so instead of making it a big deal, I just sorta put up with it I guess. I worked for this guy durring the summer for about £10 for 3 hours work, which at that age was a lot of money.

I went back when I was 15, to work again over the summer holidays, and things were still the same, would occationally catch him looking down my top and he'd say really bizzar comments to me about the way I looked and stuff like that. But then, he was putting his had on my knee and stuff like that... I didn't like it, but hey, I noticed I was getting paid £30 for 3 hours work, and I really couldnt complain.

At time e could be really nice by giving me advise andn shit like that, especially when times were really hard at home, he would tell me that thing were gonna be alright and things would get better when I got older, always saying that I should always do my besttat school and stuff. When he was like that, I didn't mind him so much. When moved out he would make sure I had enough food, or give me money to buy food (i ended up buying clothes and magazines with it.)

For my birthday he gave me money to by a watch...a Gucci watch, he's also given me other bits of jewellery...

But most of the time the bastard phones me up at work and tells me... I don't think you wanna know what he tells me... it's kinda sick! I mean this guy is something like 50 years old! I'm only 18!

My parents thought there something going one (the money thing got them suscpicious)... but nothing was.

Anyway, so this old guy is phoning me up at work, he comes up to my flat in the morning to take me to work (my excuses, I have "someone" with me), tries to take me out for dinner and lunch (did I mention that he constantly tried to get me to loose weight?). I wish the fat fucker would PISS OFF!

GRR!

I havent spoken to him for 1 month. Until yesterday....

I finished work, I was in my own wee world walking down the steps out of the office, sorting myself out.

i look up.

He was there...

I thought shit

So I decided to say that I couldn't stop and that I had to be somewhere, and in all honesty I didn't. I didn't bother to wait for his reaction, I just walked away and I didn't look back.

Sounds a bit dramatised, but that was the way it was.

Truth is, I wish he would just fuck off! I know exactly what he's after, and there isn't a hope in hell that he's getting it from me.

Some people might say that I was taking advantage of the guy, but I don't think so the fat fucker got what he deserved! He freaks me out nd makes my skin crawl!

I'm gonna wait and see how the weekend goes...part of me wants him to leave me alone, and another parts wants him to phone me so I can let hell loose on him!

GRR!

What do y'all think I should do? Whatever say don't ask me to phone him!

Anyho, not a happening.... Squizzle qouted me on his qoutes page! woo hoo! I've added some qoutes in mine, hope you like 'em!

Other than that not alot... contact me or somethin'!

J xxx

yesterday - foreverdiv>