My Dad
is an actor, currently doing a play locally. There is a man who comes to every one of his plays, very nice chap apparently, but a bit weird. So, dad is performing his new play last week, and his stalker is there to support him. At a particularly sinister part of the play, Dad looks in to the audience, straight ahead of him, a spotlight is shining, and all he can make out in the glare is the light glinting on stalker's glasses, as he sits there in the front row of the audience, grinning, two arms raised high in a jovial thumbs up.

Dad has avoided him ever since.
(ladyflash Formally known as "oshi_", Fri 1 Feb 2008, 16:39, Reply)