:: PUSH IT ::

So.

Remember Criminal Boy? Of course you do.

For the past three weeks, he has showed up to almost every shift I've worked, save for two. Which makes me believe that he comes to the mall looking for me. Last night, he showed up. With a friend.

My immediate thought is "Oh god, I am alone in a store with two criminals. Fuckfuckfuck."

Criminal Boy apologized for standing me up on Saturday, to which I said that I was gone anyways, due to mum picking me up. I then told him that Mall Maintenence told my boss that I had friends hanging around every shift, and that I was getting in trouble. This is the second time that I've told him this. He just replied "Oh, point the guy out, I'll beat his ass." Uh, NO, no you wont.

He brought up the whole point of me not letting people over to my house, then started gushing about how awesome his half-way house is. His buddy started talking about porn, and I made a comment about music in porn being shitty, and that I usually muted it and played music along side it to make corny music videos. Well, Criminal Boy got all offended. "What, you watch porn, but you wont let me over to your house so we can make a porno of our own?" O_O NOTHNX DO NOT WANT.

I told him that I wasnt interested, and that I was celibate. And he goes, oh, I'll change that. And I brought up, again, that he couldnt hang around because I was getting in trouble, and he threatened to hospitalize the maintenance guy who ratted him out.

He started picking up my things that I had on the counter, and I had to take them back. I told him not to touch my things, and he goes and picks up my cellphone, which I grabbed back and told him, again, to bugger off and not touch my things.

Then he and his buddy had to leave because they've got a nine o'clock curfew.

So, the plan, at current, is next time, I text Jules, who calls the cops and tells them that I'm cornered in my store by a guy who continues to harass me despire my multiple warnings to leave me alone. She gives them the address and store name. I called last night and filed a report with all that I know about him. And fingers crossed that I dont get stabbed walking to the bus.

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