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Friday, February 1, 2013

Roadhouse Episode 16: "The Importance of Friendship and Danny Trejo."



This week, we talk about Danny Trejo and the sacrifices we make for our friends on Anna Howard Shaw day.

Next week's episode will be on the serious subject of stalking. If you've been stalked, and you want to share your story on the show, let us know. You can leave it anonymously, if you want.

6 comments:

  1. I've had a few minor experiences with stalking, but they weren't anything that needed the cops called in for or anything. At my last job, one of my co-workers did some creepy-ish things, including actually getting a rental car for me when my car took a crap. My car wasn't going to be fixed for quite awhile, but he was insistent that I use it until my car was fixed and he would pay all the fees. He actually had the paperwork in his hand when he approached me, so he had already done it before even talking to me about it. This dude was someone I barely ever spoke to, other than when he'd approach me at lunch (ONLY when I was alone, and just stared at me whenever he saw me). I try to be nice to people, even when they're kinda creepy and that's what I get...now I just know I have to be a b****. haha

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  4. I've been stalked.

    I work in NYC, so to live alone/pay cheaper rent, I moved to a small town in New Jersey last year. My neighbor was an older man who always seemed to want to talk to me. At first, I thought it was just him being friendly. He knew I was young (22)and that my family way far away. At first I just thought he was maybe just being overly neighborly. But then it just got uncomfortable. No matter what time I left, he would just happen to open his door the same time I did. I tested it, leaving super early or leaving very late. Some days I worked from home because I was too scared to leave. He would always try to start a conversation with me, and I would just say I was late for the bus. He offered to drive me to the bus stop (that was across the street). He asked me to go away on trips with him. He would stand outside my door and wait for me to leave. He would just stand outside my car and wait. He would look into my car when I wasn't around. He got angry when I had a "gentleman friend" over. He chased me down the stairs, saying his mother died 10 years ago today and he's alone for Thanksgiving. He had his friend apply for a job at my company (and she got hired), and he said, "Now you have a friend there." She came up to me at work and knew all this stuff about me. One time, I opened the door and he managed to push his way in and commented on my apartment's decoration. He constantly asked me to watch Doctor Who with him, or he said if he heard me watching good stuff on TV, he would knock on my door and ask to watch it with me. He would stand at his window and watch me go for runs, so I stopped running all together and had to drop out of races I signed up for. I stopped going to the gym because it meant he would talk to me again. I rarely left my apartment. I was going out to a friend's birthday party, and he came outside and was mad I was "all dressed up."

    After a couple months of escalating behavior, I finally wrote a letter to my landlord that ended up being six pages of incidents. Luckily, she understood and moved me into a bigger apartment on the other side of the complex (and kept my rent the same!). She was stalked in college, so she took it very seriously. When I was moving, the stalker followed the movers around, asked the cable man who he was hooking up cable for, and just stood next to my car. He tried to hug me but I ran outside with the movers. Eventually, the movers told me just to sit inside under a window because they were afraid he would find my new apartment. I ended up calling the police and got a "soft" restraining order, meaning they talked to him and if he approached me again, it would be an official restraining order. They call me every once in awhile to make sure. HR at my work is also aware of my coworker's connection to him.


    It just sucks that I had to move and be scared (still) just because I was nice to someone when I moved into a my first, big girl apartment. Sorry to post this twice, I just wanted to delete any tracking information to me. Unfornautely, I can't even post about where I'm going or geotrack anything now. Fun shit.

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  5. I may not rock
    till you see what
    our Google+ page holds, dear...
    then, you can either
    follow Jesus...
    or turn away.
    God bless your indelible soul.

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