Oh boy, here I haven't posted in so long & I have to be a negative Nancy. Well here's the deal; I saw a documentary once about celebrity stalkers, and it featured a security company who filtered fan mail. A young girl who sent two bride & groom teddy bears to Brad Pitt was flagged as a potential stalker because she exhibited a delusional belief that someday her & Brad may marry. I think of that often. An admirer may bring you roses. A stalker may bring you, oh let's say, a chart about how each letter of your name somehow corresponds to the tree of life. That's with my stage name... Spelled incorrectly.
*sigh*
Admirer: Waits for you in the bar.
Stalker: Waits for you outside.
Admirer: Asks you your schedule.
Stalker: Asks everyone else your work schedule & personal schedule.
Admirer: Get's the hint if you don't accept personal invitations.
Stalker: Believes if you just gave him/her a chance you'll change your mind.
See now, there's a difference between someone who pesters you & someone who freaks you right out, and that for me is pretty much the moment you hang around outside after close to try to talk to me. So, for the innocent admirers of dancers out there (Goddess bless each & every one of you)I'd just like to give you this warning, because one night you might be wasted & figure when the bar closes you might just wait for her because there was something you didn't have time to tell her before. Yeah just don't. You don't want her to look at you like a bride & groom teddy bear.
