Sunday, 25 May 2008

My Stalker Again


I think I met my stalker last night, but I’m not sure. Anne and I got to Gullivers at about eight o’clock and it was busy because it wasn’t raining much, just a little. We got a table under the big red car that they have on display. It is on a pole and it turns around slowly and I was a little bit worried that it might fall down on our heads but of course it didn’t. There were quite a lot of farangs playing pool but usually the ones who are there to play pool don’t want to go with girls, they just want to play. There were some very sexy girls playing pool, too. I wish I was good at playing pool but I think you have to practise a lot.

We bought some Cokes and we kept smiling at farangs who looked like tourists and then a guy came up to our table and asked Anne if her name was Anne and she smiled and said yes, it was. So he sat down and smiled at me and said that I must be Wan and that he had read my blog. I was so surprised but I tried not to show it so I just smiled and said no, my name was Dao and I said I didn’t know what a blog was. He wasn’t a tourist because he started speaking in Thai to me saying that he wanted to go short time with me and that he would pay me two thousand baht but now I was a bit scared because he had a funny look in his eyes. I told him that I was only in Gullivers to meet a friend and that I had to go soon but then he started talking about the blog and how he didn’t believe it and then I was sure he was my stalker. I wanted to tell Anne that we should go because I was scared but I couldn’t because he spoke Thai.

I hadn’t told Anne that I was writing my blog so she didn’t know what was happening and she didn’t know how he knew our names. He grabbed my arm and he said that he liked me and that he wanted to go with me but I said no I didn’t do that sort of thing and that I had to go. I told Anne that we had to go but I couldn’t tell her why but she came with me anyway and we got into a taxi outside Gullivers. I kept looking behind me to see if the farang was following us but he wasn’t, but I was still so scared.

I wanted to go home but Anne said that I was silly and she said that we should go to the Hard Rock Café in Siam Square so that is what we did. I had been there before in the daytime. Actually my boss took me there when we had meetings with some people from Siam Paragon. It is quite expensive but a really nice place. It was still early and not very busy so we got a table not to far from the stage where the band plays and I ordered a beer because I wanted a drink because I was so shocked. Anne had a beer, too. Then I told Anne all about my blog and she was a bit shocked. She was surprised that I had written about my life and I said that it was okay because I hadn’t used my real name and she asked me if I wrote about her and I said yes and she was a bit upset that I had used her real name and that I had said that she worked for a bank. But she wasn’t angry and after a while she said that it was funny but that we shouldn’t go to Gullivers again for a while just in case my stalker came back. And she made me promise never to put my picture or her picture on the blog and I promised that. She said she wanted to read it so I said okay and later today she is coming to my room and I will take her to the internet café and show her. I hope she thinks it is funny and does not get angry.

There were quite a lot of farangs in Hard Rock Café. Most were with girls. It was funny because most of the farangs were old and the girls were young, but the farangs were behaving as if they were teenagers and not old men. When the band came on it was the farangs who wanted to dance, even though they couldn’t dance very well. I don’t know why farang men like to behave like children when they are with Thai girls, but often they do. The band was really good and we listened to the music, then Anne smiled at two farangs and they came over. One was called Simon and he was a farmer from England. Farmers in England are not poor like farmers in Thailand. Farmers in England are rich. The farang who spoke to me was called Richard and he said that his name was Rich but he wasn’t which was funny. He was a farmer too and they were both staying at the Siam Novotel which is not far from the Hard Rock Café. They were on a golf holiday with their friends from Norfolk which is in the east of England, I think. That was funny because farmers in the east of Thailand are the poorest farmers in the country. Anne asked the men if they wanted to have fun with us and they both said they did and she said it would cost them three thousand baht and they said that was okay so we went back to the Siam Novotel with them. Rich was really sweet. He was about forty and had freckles across his nose and a funny way of laughing and I had a good time with him. I stayed for an hour and he gave me three thousand baht and then he gave me another five hundred for my taxi even though it costs only about one hundred baht to get from Siam Square to On Nut. He said that he was going to Pattaya to play golf on Sunday but they would be coming back to Bangkok so I gave him my phone number and asked him to call me. Anne was in the lobby waiting for me when I went downstairs. She didn’t have too good a time with Simon and he didn’t give her five hundred baht for the taxi. It was still only about midnight so we went back to the Hard Rock Café and this time we drank wine and danced to the music and then I ordered a burger for me and for Anne and I paid for it because I was so happy. I like Hard Rock Café and I think Anne and I are going to start going there to find farangs.

22 comments:

Anonymous said...

I am happy you do not say where you want to go in the future. It is really good that you put effort into keeping your stalker away. I am sure he will never find you again.

If he does find you again it might be wise to go "short time" with him, drug him so he sleeps, bite of his pecker, and use it in a som-tam.

I hope you melly lich men soooon time

paraquat said...

Now let's assume all this is true, and all that you're writing is true....why would you out yourself about your 'encounter' with your stalker in such detail on your blog and deny it to him in his face??

This blog is such BS, a fun read though...but so fake!

Anonymous said...

hi, I think you give too much info about yourself that anyone who speaks English and knows BK could "find" you if they tried.
I worry that you put too many clues about you and your life. Mayb eyou can be more discreet in future posts.
Chok dii.

Cyclone said...

If a stalker reads your blog, won't he just show up at HRC? ;)

Anonymous said...

Hi, my name is mr Knight....first name Wite.

I can take you away from all of this if you want ?

Anonymous said...

I don't think that guy could have possibly been your stalker, no doubt it was just a guy who had read your blog and was keen to meet you.

From the comments that your stalker left, it seems that he is Thai as he refers to dumbshit farangs or whatever.

Anonymous said...

how can anyone stalk someone that doesn't even exist ?

blett1111 said...

The guy could be anyone who reads your blog and can put 2 & 2 together....

Anonymous said...

You are not for real...you do not answer your emails and no thai girl in their right mind with easy money at their fingertips would neglect such an easy pay day.

You really should give up or learn to do this little fiasco better.

Perhaps a small mind and small things amuse.

Anonymous said...

If you eat too many of those burgers at Hard Rock Cafe, you will get fat ... and that's gonna be bad for business.

Jimmy James said...

Hi TS,

Out of curiousity, how many comments are you rejecting / deleting? Because I posted before and I thought it was a fairly innocent comment but it never made it through...

Thanks,

-JJ

Anonymous said...

Hey T.S.

I am coming to Bangkok this weekend and wondered if we could meet up for a drink ?

I see you are still getting emails from your haters, wouldn't it be interesting to know more about them but as they hide behind their computers I guess you will never know. I guess the saying that "Life is tough. It's even tougher when you are stupid" applies to most of these people.

Cheers
Tricky1212

Anonymous said...

Hi

I would really like to know who these sad bastards are that write to you complaining and talking shit. They moan about how you hide your identity and then dont even have the balls to say who they really are, come on you moaning tossers, tell us who you are and then maybe she will do the same.

Andrew Mcendrick

Top Secret! said...

Thank you Andrew. You are right,I think. It is the people who say bad things about me who don't say who they are, which I think is wrong. You know, some people post really terrible things about me but I don't put those posts up because they are really nasty.

Hello Tricky. Do you really want to see me even though you do not know what I look like? That is a bit crazy! Maybe I am not your spec! What do you look like, Tricky? Maybe you are my spec!

Anonymous said...

almost as pathetic as pretending to be a thai whore...writing anonymous comments on your own blog to yourself in a desperate attempt to regain some validity.so sad.

Cyclone said...

Took some nights off? No blog entries for a while. :(

Anonymous said...

Hi Again

Thankyou for you comment and I just want to make a quick comment to 'surprise surprise' anonymous !!! who is one of the pussy's I wrote about in my posting who wrote:-

"almost as pathetic as pretending to be a thai whore...writing anonymous comments on your own blog to yourself in a desperate attempt to regain some validity.so sad."

Can you believe this guy who has a go at you and accuses you of writing Anonymous comments and then posts it from himself as anonymous, he shows his absolute disrespect for women by callling them Whores. This is one sad, stupid guy who really needs to get a life and also if it bother him so much why does he read the blog ? why dont you answer "Anonymous" and tell us who you are instead of being a coward ?

Good Luck TS I fear you will need it

Andrew Mcendrick

Johnny Starbuck said...

"he shows his absolute disrespect for women by calling them Whores"

hmm..didn't the poster write "thai whore" and isn 't the blogger claiming to be a thai whore ? ....hmmmmm

whore definition : " To accept payment in exchange for sexual relations."

http://www.thefreedictionary.com/whore

Top Secret! said...

It is not fair to say that I am a whore. I am not. Sometimes I go with farangs and they give me money but that does not mean that I am a whore. xxx

Cyclone said...

TS - nothing wrong with receiving a gift. Happens to me all the time when I go with a lady in a club. If they want the pleasure of my company then there are conditions that must be met.

Besides if farangs are so gullible, than why shouldnt you benefit?

ขี้ตั๊ว said...

no one is saying YOU are a whore..what has been said in plain english is that you are PRETENDING to be a thai whore....as you are soooo blatantly obviously not a real thai female (well obvious for those of us that have lived and work in bangkok for many years)

Don said...

Taking a few days off cuz of ur period?