Before going to Hokkaido I was talking to this person on mixi, which is the Japanese Facebook for a little while. She lives in Hokkaido so I said we should meet up since I was going there. She agreed. We met up and talked for a while and she seemed normal enough. A little ways through the conversation she started talking about a set of stalkers that she had following her around. I didn't think much about them but I noticed that every time I went to talk about something else, she would draw it back to the stalkers.
We went to karaoke and sang for a bit, but I noticed she kept messing around on her phone. After a while I asked who she kept messaging, after which she told me she was replying... to her STALKER! WTF!? This stalker was messaging her non-stop and she was empowering him to do so by replying to his every dribble. I finally realized that this woman was a couple marbles short of being retarded. As the night wore on it became more and more apparent that she was the kind of person who wouldn't be satisfied in a 100 ft. pool of attention. She complained about him mercilessly but I could tell deep down she was enjoying all of this. Sick, sick woman she is.
Just when I was about to think of an escape plan, I got this sick idea to stick around and try to mess with her emotions and see how far I could drive her in her fake hate towards her stalkers. I agreed with everything she said and put her stalkers down right along with her. Maybe it's behavior I'm not proud of, but that doesn't mean I didn't have fun doing it.
We went to a fortune telling place where the fortune teller proceeded to tell her that she should cancel her planned trip to Okinawa because some numbers on a piece of paper weren't in her favor. The fortune teller also told her she needed to involve a 3rd party into the stalker issue or else nothing would get solved. After leaving the fortune teller, she promptly called her flight agent, cancelled the flight and remarked about what a good choice it was to go see the fortune teller that day. Grade A Idiot.
Afterwards we went to McDonalds where she said she was going to settle things with one of her stalkers, an Indonesian guy. I asked how she was going to do that, and she said she was going to call him, tell him to come to McDonald's and tell him face to face to not contact her anymore. Great idea right? She was interested in when the last train was, but couldn't figure it out on her phone, so she asked some girl next to her for help, and ended up befriending her in the process. I introduced myself to the girl also to try and get some relief from the crazy woman, and after a while the stalker showed up. Show time.
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| Woman w/stalker at McD's |
After around 2 hours or so she decided that her and the girl were going to go to a host club. A host club is a place where girls can go and talk to a bunch of hot guys for the price of up-your-ass-expensive (Note: They have one for guys too, which is more prolific, and is called a Snack bar, or "Snakku" in Japanese). She wanted to leave me with the stalker so I said fine. After they left, I asked him a few questions then said I'd be heading back. I had had enough of those people for a few lifetimes.
To top it all off, the day after I got back from Hokkaido, she announced that she had decided to go out with her Indonesian stalker, and apparently plans to dump him in July for some reason. Her father does not approve, so she isn't talking to him anymore. Pretty sure the English language doesn't have a word for a woman like this.
天然ぼけ【てんねんぼけ】 (tennen/boke) (n) natural airhead; person prone to making silly mistakes
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