Re: Ungaro: Hmm. Does that mean at some point in time, I might actually be able to afford one of the dresses from Lindsay's collection? Because I liked four of them a lot, which probably means that I have zero taste. #lindsaylohanungaro
That Anthropologie is highly profitable does not surprise me. They carry the same made-in-a-faraway-sweatshop level of quality as Urban Outfitters(aka, very low quality), but at a much, much higher price point. Quite brilliant, really.
@NoelleBlue: I got a gorgeously overpriced set of glazed pottery measuring cups there that I adore. I practically opened my wallet and asked them to take out the amount they felt was fair. Hypnotized, I also signed up for their frequent shopper thingy, even though "frequent" and "Anthropologie" won't be mentioned in the same breath in my house very often. #lindsaylohanungaro
I want to say something mean and snarky about Mr. Bourke, like Oh, he should really be going to jail for producing such ass-ugly handbags, but I won't because I know some people like them.
Betsey Johnson, please don't redesign your stores! The one in Soho has been the object of my sartorial fantasies since I was a teenager! It's the end of an era, I say; I'm shedding a tear.
Have any of you ever had those dreams where your body's suddenly bulbous? Your limbs are too big, pieces are becoming increasingly disproportionate ... scary as hell, basically.
That's what the McQueen/GaGa shoes remind me of. #ragtrade
@hortense: I'm a poor, so I've been doing the construction-paper-and-superglue version for a while. They're great unless you want to shower sexily. #lindsaylohanungaro
Now compelled to share my crazy story. I work in IT for a credit card company. Years ago, when I was just project managing, one of the Indian contractors popped into my cube and said we needed to talk. Since it is quite common to have people working on your projects whom you have never met, I assumed he was on one of my projects and there was a problem. I asked what I could do for him, and he said "I think you and I should be together. I think we're soul mates"
Completely flabbergasted, I explained that I was flattered but married, ya ya ya trying to give him a polite brush off. I even LEFT MY CUBE and walked off, and he kept following me.....
Somehow, he knew my birthday was coming up. The following week I found a nicely wrapped PM book - one that retailed for about $150. I stomped around until I found his desk, gave him the book (in full view of his team) and said "This is inappropriate."
He kept emailing me from the office mail and from gmail - love you, won't you go out with me?
I finally got creeped out enough by it to tell our site lead. She was in India at the time but called me, called the contractor, and had the man's contract cancelled. His visa was pulled and he was going home. I was excited - right? no more problem, no more oddness.
Not so great. Corporate HR calls me two days later to say that he never showed at the airport and the INS can't find him. Creepy stalker dude is out!
He was never found.
I hid at home for a little bit. I was pretty sure he knew where I lived.
I ended up filing a police report; I later learned that he was a devout Muslim with a bad temper! We had an anthrax scare in the office two weeks later...so of course that is where my mind went.
@superconnected (is it time to leave?): He came from an area of India known for the frequency of acid attacks. Now, I do have a limited existence but I have never heard of any Christian, Buddhist, Toaist, Shintoist, etc. use acid as a weapon to disfigure your enemies..... #askadeadperson
I also have a co-worker who is definately a bit "off", so I read Lucy's answer, hoping for some guidance. It sucked. I can't really explain what's off with the guy at my work either without resorting to weird anecdotes. Lucy should understand is that those off behaviours are NOT isolated events in an otherwise normal life, they are part of a larger pattern. And after you've spent long enough time observing that pattern, you start to worry and look over your shoulder. My co-worker is not just an eccentric, I've met enough of those to be able to tell the differance. And the person who wrote in wouldn't have done so if she/he thought there was something more to this person than just being an original. I've been genuinely scared of the guy at my work, I've removed my adress from online registries in case he decides to send me a bag of feces or to stalk me. Wouldn't put it past him. I wouldn't put anything past him, he is so strange you can't predict or assume anything about him. Others have tried talking to our boss, but she just responded like Lucy "Give him a break, maybe you misunderstood, it doesn't sound that bad etc", which you don't want to hear after mustering up the courage to adress this, talking it over with co-workers and friends for weeks, going over in your head what you wanted to say. The person who talked to the boss left shortly after, about 60% of that was because of the weirdo. I'm thinking about leaving too, he is just too creepy.
I'm a living person, but my advice is: Run. Run like the wind. Run like cheap pantyhose, RUN! #askadeadperson
@FrannyR: It is so easy to just wave it off and be like, "Well, some people are just weird, you know?"
I knew a guy on the internet for many years. He was always a little creepy. We kinda set him up so he would yell at a friend and I could get mad at him, but he went WAY overboard and did some scary shit about it. I got freaked out and blocked him. He still finds a way to contact me every few months. Explaining that he wants to keep being friends, he misses talking to me, I was being a crazy bitch (there's always a dig at me, which reminds me why I don't want to be near him in the first place). He swears that I got mad because he yelled at a friend, despite me telling him it was because he was acting like a sociopath.
I have considered getting a restraining order. Someone refusing to speak to you for almost 2 years should be plain as day to anyone that they don't want to talk at all. Especially when every contact is followed by a block. I am worried that he will find me on other sites and places. I hate hearing from him. It's just a sack of bricks to the head about how creepy he really is. And how glad I am that I don't talk to him.
This guy the writer works with could be a harmless weirdo, or he could be a creepster. I would report it to the boss and leave it at that. Avoid having too much contact with him or seeming too friendly. Keep an eye on him. I don't know, what else can you do? #askadeadperson
I wish that we could submit our own quandaries to Ask a Dead Person, because I have more than a few problem in which I could use the input of Jane Austen, Michel Foucault and Jack Kerouac. #askadeadperson
Jesus Christ: Y'know, you should really be more careful how you treat beggars. That's all I'll say. Verily."
Sorry Jesus, not if they handle me; if YOU happen to be one of those bordering-on-mugging/getting-too-aggressive beggars, then that's YOUR problem.
Why would you tell someone about a stranger getting rough with you and then be aghast at a suggestion that you should have been violent right back? (I guess cutting off the hand is TOO violent?) #askadeadperson
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At ridiculous prices. But they are indeed adorable. #lindsaylohanungaro
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Oopsie:) #lindsaylohanungaro
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That's what the McQueen/GaGa shoes remind me of. #ragtrade
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Hmm, does the foot sit on top of a giant platform, or is the sole of your foot toward the bottom of the shoe, with most of the bulk on top?
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@Mary McCarthyite: Okay, here is my guess....
The foot is positioned inside the bulb just like it would be in a normal heel. I assume it felt like walking in REALLY high platforms.
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It'll cost you $150. #lindsaylohanungaro
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I miss those things.
If I felt okay buying rabbit fur, I'd make some. #lindsaylohanungaro
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Completely flabbergasted, I explained that I was flattered but married, ya ya ya trying to give him a polite brush off. I even LEFT MY CUBE and walked off, and he kept following me.....
Somehow, he knew my birthday was coming up. The following week I found a nicely wrapped PM book - one that retailed for about $150. I stomped around until I found his desk, gave him the book (in full view of his team) and said "This is inappropriate."
He kept emailing me from the office mail and from gmail - love you, won't you go out with me?
I finally got creeped out enough by it to tell our site lead. She was in India at the time but called me, called the contractor, and had the man's contract cancelled. His visa was pulled and he was going home. I was excited - right? no more problem, no more oddness.
Not so great. Corporate HR calls me two days later to say that he never showed at the airport and the INS can't find him. Creepy stalker dude is out!
He was never found.
I hid at home for a little bit. I was pretty sure he knew where I lived.
I ended up filing a police report; I later learned that he was a devout Muslim with a bad temper! We had an anthrax scare in the office two weeks later...so of course that is where my mind went.
And lastly; bitch had a GLASS EYE!!!!! #askadeadperson
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That's a really scary story. It's a good reminder as well to keep these kinds of things in mind when people are overly friendly.
One thing though: what does him being devout muslim has to do with anything? C'mon. Crazy people come in all creeds. #askadeadperson
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I'm a living person, but my advice is: Run. Run like the wind. Run like cheap pantyhose, RUN! #askadeadperson
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I knew a guy on the internet for many years. He was always a little creepy. We kinda set him up so he would yell at a friend and I could get mad at him, but he went WAY overboard and did some scary shit about it. I got freaked out and blocked him. He still finds a way to contact me every few months. Explaining that he wants to keep being friends, he misses talking to me, I was being a crazy bitch (there's always a dig at me, which reminds me why I don't want to be near him in the first place). He swears that I got mad because he yelled at a friend, despite me telling him it was because he was acting like a sociopath.
I have considered getting a restraining order. Someone refusing to speak to you for almost 2 years should be plain as day to anyone that they don't want to talk at all. Especially when every contact is followed by a block. I am worried that he will find me on other sites and places. I hate hearing from him. It's just a sack of bricks to the head about how creepy he really is. And how glad I am that I don't talk to him.
This guy the writer works with could be a harmless weirdo, or he could be a creepster. I would report it to the boss and leave it at that. Avoid having too much contact with him or seeming too friendly. Keep an eye on him. I don't know, what else can you do? #askadeadperson
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Sorry Jesus, not if they handle me; if YOU happen to be one of those bordering-on-mugging/getting-too-aggressive beggars, then that's YOUR problem.
Why would you tell someone about a stranger getting rough with you and then be aghast at a suggestion that you should have been violent right back? (I guess cutting off the hand is TOO violent?) #askadeadperson
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