This thread got me thinking about crushes and unrequited love and such, so let me ask: do you know who has a crush on you?
In my case yes. There’s a developmentally disabled woman who visits the children’s department of the library where I work. I’m pretty sure she has a crush on me, since she tells me she loves me every time she sees me, and tells the other staff members she loves me too, and makes a point of coming in when she knows I’ll be working the desk. She always wants to talk about her favorite movie - The Hunchback of Notre Dame. I recently printed out some nice color photos from the movie for her 31st birthday. She practically exploded with joy when I gave them to her.
There might be other people with crushes on me, but if so they’re much better at hiding it.
Who has a crush on you? Do you know for sure, or just suspect? Does it please you or discomfort you?
I don’t think anyone has a crush on me at the moment. However, I typically fail to notice when someone does. The few times anyone has had a crush on me, they or others generally had to indicate it to me directly outright for me to realize it.
I think my wife, maybe. Hard to tell.
In my 20s maybe sometimes girls would have a crush on me but not now.
Because now, for me, younger women aren’t interested, and older women don’t seem to “crush” in that way…they show some interest in you and then you either date or they move on.
Back when I was in high school or college, several girls had crushes on me (this was before I came out). Recently, AFAIK, only my partner does.
Nicole - I know the name doesn’t mean that much to you and I really didn’t appreciate the implications of it until recently but she has been very admittedly obsessed with me since I was high school well over two decades ago. Nicole isn’t really a normal person. She was a special needs student that literally lived down by the river in a trailer park with the worst family in town (her stepfather even goes by my user name in real life). I am not sure why she latched onto me. It may have been because I was always polite to her at least at first but it quickly spiraled into a special ed version of Fatal Attraction.
She started stalking me at school and sneaking up behind me to punch me hard when she thought I wasn’t paying attention to her. She wasn’t a small or weak girl either. She could have taken me down in a fair fight most days if she got worked up enough. Then, the sexually explicit notes started showing up tucked in the recesses of my locker. She couldn’t spell for shit but I did learn that she wanted to have ‘wilde six’ with me and was going to make it happen. I didn’t freak out just yet because she wasn’t a true threat. However, one day, I drove down by the river to try some fishing and she showed up when I wasn’t paying attention. I tried to walk away but she accosted me and I made a run for my truck just making it in time for me to lock the doors but she still managed to jump in the back of the truck.
I have no idea what the expert advice is in such a situation but I know what I chose. I fired the truck up and started doing donuts as fast as I could to get her dizzy and then drove onto a rutted dirt road to try to shake her. It didn’t work on the first or even fifth try but I eventually got her to agree to get out and let me leave after she was disoriented and shaken up enough. The next Monday, I went to the principal’s office and had them put in the school version of a restraining order on her and that seemed to be a satisfactory conclusion.
I went to college, moved far away and started a new life. That is, it was until a few months ago. I wasn’t paying attention when I got a friend request on Facebook and accepted someone named Nicole with an unfamiliar last name. After I accepted it, started all over again. It was THE Nicole. I have no idea how she even learned to use a computer let alone afford one but she was back and stronger than ever. Every time I logged in, she would start a demanding and threatening chat explaining how things were going to work with unnecessary explicit details. It spread from there as well. She found me on Linkedin and every other site I was on. If you wonder why I didn’t just block her immediately, that is a legitimate question but the situation was so bizarre I just couldn’t let it go right away plus I was too far away to be in any real danger.
I did block her from everything after a few days but I felt bad in cutting off the one person that seems to love me unconditionally after all these years.
Probably nobody but I would be thrilled to find out somebody was, even though I’m engaged.
I’ve never actually had the experience where I knew someone had a crush on me. I’ve always been the one to do the asking. 
For some reason I seem to be appealing to females over 50 and under 15. I’ve had a few in each age range exhibit crushes on me. It’s a bit disconcerting.
Yo mama.
Not a fucking soul. Except maybe Laura.
Well, Dixie, of course. But that hardly counts, right? And JoAnne (not THAT JoAnn, the *other *one), (but probably her too), and Donna.
It goes without saying that Jenny, Marlaina and Trixie are, but c’mon! Oh, and the Mail Lady and the checkout chick at the supermarket. And “Lori”, if that is her name. And Dave’s girlfriend.
Nope. No-fuckin’-body.
As far as I know, no one.
Kind of a depressing thread, really.
Maybe once; I never could decide for sure. And never since or before.
I had something that I’ll call more creepy than crush. A few years after High School I bumped into a kid who was a couple classes behind me. He asked what ever happened between me and (to protect someone possibly innocent) this girl in his class. My reaction was your basic what you talking about Willis? Well didn’t I date her for about 6 months after I graduated? No – I never even talked to her that I recalled. But didn’t I sneak her out for the weekend somewhere once and get her in deep shit with her family? Nope; weren’t me. But she was always telling stories about you. Yeah - and that’s basically what they were. By that time I learned this I had met my wife and never followed up on it but it struck me as something more sad than a crush or anything. Never thought bad of her just didn’t (and still don’t) want to find the time to investigate and find out what the story was.
Recently I’ve been getting anonymous texts from someone who proclaims her crush on me, and apparently has no intention of admitting her true identity. However, by the process of elimination, as well as the area code and some basic linguistic analysis, I have an idea of who it probably is (it’s 714, and apparently a Vietnamese speaker). This kind of silly behavior befits her age, I suppose.
I have always believed that having a crush or being in love with someone is very wrong and just sick. Think about it for a minute would you really be comfortable around someone who thinks of you in that manner? The answer is no way if your a sane rational person!!! I would rather be around someone who hates me!
Hopefully without a gun.
Obsession or abject misery in the reality of unrequited love can be unhealthy if taken to extremes but there’s nothing wrong with a harmless crush as long as it doesn’t cause you to behave inappropriately.
If you want to question my sanity or rational ability for developing a harmless crush on anyone, that’s your prerogative. I question yours for the inability to do the same.
nobody I know of, past or present.
One of the guys I work with had a crush on me, before I told him to stop touching me. 
I have no idea. I am naturally smooth, suave, charming and clueless so I wouldn’t notice “crushing” (as opposed to “talking” or bantering) until she grabbed me for some spontaneous motorboating during a staff meeting.
Some of my Wife’s single friends say theyare jealous of her but I do not believe that is a direct play for me personally, just her stable relationship.
A young woman who has worked at my favorite restaurant-and now my favorite car wash. Once she looked me right in the eye, and did this absurdly cute nervous gyration thing with her mouth. Cute, perky, energetic, all the things I say that I am looking for…last time at the car wash she touched my shoulder and gently suggested that I “stay in touch”…
I’ve been tempted to ask her out, but my youthful appearance probably has her thinking I am no more than 40 (I turn 53 in 3 months), while I’d guess that she is 26 or 27. I dread the moment where her jaw hits the floor and her ardor instantly dissipates (yes, I’ve had that happen with other dates when they’ve found out)…