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Two years ago I ghosted a cop from bumble after talking to him for less than a day.
A couple months later he pulled me over while I was driving home with a friend.
I didn’t recognize him or remember that I’d ever spoken to him but immediately got BAD VIBES.
Two years ago I ghosted a cop from bumble after talking to him for less than a day.
A couple months later he pulled me over while I was driving home with a friend.
I didn’t recognize him or remember that I’d ever spoken to him but immediately got BAD VIBES.
After being incredibly rude and sarcastic and refusing to tell me why he pulled me over, he says “You have no idea who I am, do you?”
I’m almost in tears at this point and I say, “No, I’m sorry should I know who you are?”
I’m almost in tears at this point and I say, “No, I’m sorry should I know who you are?”
He tells me I ghosted him and turns to my friend in the passenger seat and says “Is she always this rude to good guys?”
He lets me off with a verbal warning despite the fact he still hasn’t told me what I did wrong.
He lets me off with a verbal warning despite the fact he still hasn’t told me what I did wrong.
Less than a minute after he lets me leave, I get a text from him saying “Go out with me tonight.”
I realize who he is based on our text history.
I clearly don’t answer because I’m driving and he’s still right behind me.
I realize who he is based on our text history.
I clearly don’t answer because I’m driving and he’s still right behind me.
He proceeds to follow me all the way home. He pulls into the parking lot by my apartment and watches me say goodbye to my friend and go into my building.
I text him back and say, “Hey that really scared me. Why did you pull me over?”
I text him back and say, “Hey that really scared me. Why did you pull me over?”
He answers, “Slow down 
”
And then, “Let’s get drinks tonight. I’m off at 6.”
I lie and say I have plans that night.
And then I do the same the next night. And again two nights later.
The following night he’s in my parking lot in his cop car when I get home from work.
”And then, “Let’s get drinks tonight. I’m off at 6.”
I lie and say I have plans that night.
And then I do the same the next night. And again two nights later.
The following night he’s in my parking lot in his cop car when I get home from work.
I drive past my building and sit in the gym parking lot for two hours.
Later, after I finally go home he texts me, “What, you don’t like cops?”
The next week I see him in my parking lot two more times.
Later, after I finally go home he texts me, “What, you don’t like cops?”
The next week I see him in my parking lot two more times.
Eventually I tell him I’ve started dating someone seriously and I don’t want to hang out.
He responds, “Hahahah no you’re not.”
He responds, “Hahahah no you’re not.”
And then after no response for an hour, “Yikes, you’re calling someone your boyfriend after only two weeks and you can’t even give me the time of day?”
I stop responding completely.
I stop responding completely.
I then started seeing him every single day.
Behind me on my way to work.
In my parking lot on weekends.
Outside my nail salon.
Behind me on my way to work.
In my parking lot on weekends.
Outside my nail salon.
A few times I accidentally made eye contact, and he’d wink at me and laugh.
After a few months of this, I moved to a different town and haven’t seen him since.
After a few months of this, I moved to a different town and haven’t seen him since.
So yeah, fuck cops.
