Although I usually go for the interesting storyline rather than the actual boring details, I’d like to point out that this story did not need any embellishments of my imagination. All texts are quotes and only edited for privacy.
I had gone on a nice first date, which ended without any major complications. We had walked past my university on the way back, and I pointed out “my” building.
Imagine my surprise when receiving these texts a few days later:
Him: You don’t happen to be around [name of uni] do you? X
Me: No, I’m at home- it’s saturday morning!
Him: Damn, I even went and had a poke around the [my department] dept to see if I could surprise you… X
Let’s keep the perspective that this is someone I’ve only met twice. Yes, twice, including our first meeting ever (15min) and a date in the pub. And now he’s poking around my office on a saturday morning.
Just don’t be the weird stalker dude. If I don’t take you to my office, don’t come to my office. Definitely don’t go into any buildings that I haven’t invited you in. And if you do so, please turn around in the lobby. Don’t go to reception, and find out where my department is. And if you do so, please just leave with that information. Don’t go up the stairs.
And certainly don’t “poke around”.
I’m extremely glad to tell you that I’ve since moved offices for unrelated causes.