I think I posted about this once before, but there are updates.
My girlfriend teaches psych at a university. Fifteen years ago (remember that number) she had a student who was, shall we say, “troublesome.” “Paranoid schitzophrenic” might be another name for it. He was asked to leave the program. That served mainly to piss him off. He then had it in for two professors, one of which was my girlfriend.
I can’t recount all of the incidents that happened since, but there have been a number of threatening phone calls, letters, and e-mails.
Maybe 6 years ago SO had a strange door buzzer incident – When she asked who it was, the answer was something like “you’ll be sorry.” A little later, about 6 inches of gasoline were found flooding the vestibule of the building. Police never solved the crime. We have no idea if it was psycho stalker nut or someone else.
Maybe a year or more ago, he slipped a threatening note under her apartment door. That was pretty scary, as he had gotten into the building. He knows where she lives.
This past summer, SO got a call from the police. They had picked up a wallet (in a nearby neighborhood) belonging to psycho stalker nut. SO’s name and address were in it. The police called SO figuring she was a friend who would know where the wallet owner lived (so they could return it). She told them about who he was. I don’t know if they ever got his wallet back to him, but I know he wasn’t arrested.
All has been quiet since, until yesterday. He showed up at her office drunk and off his meds, and apparently wanting to hurt her. Fortunately, it was her day off, so she wasn’t in. The cops didn’t arrive in time to catch him.
So what the fuck? Remember the number I told you above? Fifteen fucking years! This fucker may not know how to hold on to his wallet, but he sure as hell knows how to hold on to a grudge. Psycho prick.