Look, who's stalking?

There appears to a fight starting in the comments section of the previous post.

To see who's the greater stalker.

On the one hand there's [name removed] a.k.a. Bitch a.k.a. Faith - she has multiple aliases, which already puts her in the lead.
As does the fact that she has the same birthday as me (although that could just be a coincidence, I suppose).

Since she found out my email address a year ago, she's MSN'd/emailed me almost continuously, especially when I'm at my computer trying to revise uninterrupted. When I moved house, I forgot to add* her email address on MSN - and then I passed my exams. I'm not saying there's a connection...

Anyway, because I was gonna be in London last weekend, on our shared birthday, I agreed to go for a drink (I brought some other friends too - I'm not stupid) - but as I expected, she turned out to be quite nice and not completely mental. She even got me a birthday card. Aw...


But now there's the new contender, known only as "anonymous". She's a nurse who has commented several times on the blog and appears to have gone to a lot of effort to find out where I work. Quite why she's done this, I do not know. But she frequently mentions this fact. Which in itself is a bit creepy.


Not as creepy as when I had an actual stalker though. Years ago when I used to work in A&E, a mother came in with one or other of her daughters several times over the space of a few weeks, each time concerned about a valid but minor problem. By chance, she happened to get me as her doctor each time. After her last visit, she asked for my address so she could send me a thankyou present (as it was nearly Xmas). Naturally I said no (I thought we weren't allowed to accept personal gifts - since then, I've learnt that presents are one of the best perks of being a Consultant or GP). The mum got surprisingly arsey, but I still said no, she could send a thank you card to the department if she wanted. I thought that that was that. That.

But next day, on my day off, I get a very concerned phone call from the A&E secretary, telling me that someone who claimed to be my girlfriend had rung the office a couple of times asking for my number, saying she'd lost her phone. This had aroused the secretary's suspicions, so she didn't give her my number, but instead immediately rang me up.

I was really quite touched that the secretary, who was normally quite a grumpy cow, had gone so much out of her way to check my well-being.


It turns out she just refused to believe that I might have a girlfriend.
Bitch.


*blocked