by Shelly Payne

Created on: April 25, 2008   Last Updated: March 01, 2010

There is a guy who lives in my town, who runs a business and is successful and appears to have a lot of friends and all, but...

Something about him is just "not right".

And I don't know exactly what I mean by "not right"-I guess I would have to say that if somebody told me something "shocking" about him, (ie he spent all of his "alone time" looking at wildly inappropriate materials on the Internet) I would not be shocked.

There is something happening that he's not sharing.

Anyway, even though he and I don't really run in the same circles, I do manage to run into him from time to time. He is always polite and friendly. And he always coordinates a seat right next to mine.

A lot of women think that they are Creep Magnets...I just happen to have some doozey stories about this kind of thing, so when sharing Creeper stories with other women, I usually win, trumping with the tale of the guy who hid out in a dumpster of the restaurant across the street from my apartment so he could watch all of my comings and goings.

Perhaps all the stalkerific experiences from my past have simply made me hyper-vigilant about this sort of thing. Maybe he's a really nice guy who is simply misunderstood.

Or, he's a total Creeper.

Hmmm...

Lets approach from another angle-a bit of perspective...say you're out with friends, and there is a guy who has been staring at you enough for you to notice. Do you base your Creeper Assessment on whether or not he's cute enough to make you want to stare back? Be honest...

Anyway....the same Creepy Rich Guy, nice and all, not unbearably unattractive, but not cute enough to make me want to stare back, always manages to find me at any event we happen to be attending together. The latest was one of those forced-march holiday things where they put you in a room with a bunch of people you can barely tolerate and a couple of people that you genuinely enjoy, so you spend the evening hanging out with the people you genuinely enjoy and make those audible pleasant sounds when the people you can barely tolerate make their "rounds" to wish everyone a Happy Holiday-really, you're just too nice to tell them that you'd really rather be at home right now, snuggling up with a warm cat and a blisteringly-cold martini.

Because Creepy Rich guy is, well, rich, and well known around town, he gets invited to these things, is non-committal about the invite ("...maybe I can make it...we'll see..."), then, when he shows up, it is almost unexpected. He secures dinner and drinks

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