Okay, I am freaking out right now.
Two weeks ago, a man came by my store asking about our cookie cakes. I told him about them, the prices, and how long it took to make. Even gave him a brochure for it. Flash forward two weeks later and he finds me on Facebook and messages me that he liked the service and wanted to reward me. I was little creeped out but I figured that I just helped him out. Thing is, he kept messaging me, asking when I worked so he could come by, asking if I wanted to go to the Hard Rock Casino with him and then, before he came by that day, messaged me saying that he was nervous and excited to meet me. Red flag right there, to me, at least.
When he came by, he gave me a card that read as follows;
Hi (my name)
I asked you before about the Huge Cookies and you were simple the best, charismatic, friendly, and nice. You got 100% my attention big guy. This is just a little gift of appreciation for you, I guess you can use it to get some lunch. (enclosed was a gift card for Subway with an unknown amount on it)
(my name), I would like to hang with you sometime what about going to grab something to eat, maybe a movie or whatever you want I hope you say yes to my invitation. My name is Caesar and my phone is ———. you can all me or text me.
I really would like to hear from you and hope we can get together soon.
Take care for now big guy.
Now I could be wrong, but this sound like he wants to relationship. Thing is, I am not gay. And I am also getting VERY creepy vibes from the whole thing and I am now worried. I told him through FB messages that I wasn’t gay or interested in such and asked him how he had found me. He has yet to reply.
Now someone has told me that I am overreacting and that he may just be very lonely and want a friend, but I am still not sure about it all. I am going to tell my boss tomorrow about it all and leave the card at work to give back. I am just so uneasy about it all. Just needed to get it off my chest.———— I really hope your manager does something about that, but that pretty damn high on the creep-o-meter. -L