should i be flattered or should i be creeped out?

Tonight was the opening night for Company. You could feel the excited energy throughout the building! We had a full house and everyone was bustling about backstage and in the dressing rooms getting ready for the performance!

I was in the dressing room, with some of the other girls, putting on my lipstick when suddenly Bri walks in with a bouquet of daisies, tulips, and carnations and says "FLOWER DELIVERY!…FOR HANNAH!"

WHHHAT? FOR ME?

Of course I thought "Oh these must be from my parents" because they always would get me flowers for a show, but then I thought it was strange because…my parents would always give me flowers AFTER the show AND they would always give them to me in person! So I asked Bri "Um…who are they from?" She said "I don’t know! They were delivered! Look at the card look at the card!"

So I opened up the tiny card and read

"Good luck in the play!"

-an anonymous admirer

….AN ANONYMOUS ADMIRER!?

I didn’t know what to think! I have never had a secret admirer! Well… I’ve never known of one at least! I remember during school I’d always see girls getting love letters, or things put in their lockers asking them to dances….and on valentines day there would always be secret crush cans or flowers delivered to girls in different classrooms…and each year it would be the same. The person delivering would walk in, and all the girls would be so anxious, so nervous "Will I get one will I get one?"  Then he would give out two or three, and once again I didn’t get one.

It never bothered me too much, but I still always hoped that someday something like that would happen to me. and now….getting flowers from a SECRET ADMIRER… I was so excited and happy and giddy! I felt like I was back in highschool!

Then I started thinking "well who could it be?…and suddenly I remembered something……."OH SHIT"….

You see….at the ymca there’s this guy that’s always there when I’m there. He’s like in his mid 40’s probably, short and stalky with glasses, and a small athletic build. Anyway since we always ran into eachother we started to acknowledge eachother ; Nodding our heads as we passed or just saying hello. No big deal right? I mean I’m friendly with a lot of the workers there too who I am familiar with! Any who…one day I was in the raquetball court, just practicing on my own, when I heard a voice from behind me.

"Hey! Want someone to play with?"

It was that guy! At first I hesitated on saying he could play, but I didn’t want to be rude, and besides what harm would come of it? He seems like a normal nice guy. So I said "Sure! I don’t mind!"

So we played a few games and I was having fun until he said "So hey! Do you think I can get your number so that we can schedule times to play together?"

RED FLAG RED FLAG

I mean…this guy is waaaaaaaaay older than me…why is he hitting on someone who could be his daughter? I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable since the friendly innocent seeming guy just turned into a possible pervert.

"Um I think we should just play when we see eachother. I mean I run into you here all the time anyway!"
 
He nodded and smiled.

Then three days ago he came over to talk to me while I was stretching on the matts, just saying hello and asking how I’ve been and what I’ve been up to. I told him about work and the play , which I emediatley regretted doing, because of course he asked what play it was and where it was being shown. I couldn’t lie! Besides there was an article being posted in the paper about it anyway.

The next day I recieved a message on facebook from him saying "Hi Hannah! Just wanted to say good luck on the play!"

RED FLAG RED FLAG

I never told this guy my last name….how the hell did he find me on facebook? More importantly…WHY did he hunt me down on facebook? STALKER ALERT

All of this came back to me as I was holding that boquet of flowers….OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT…could these be from him? Then I wondered if he was in the audience….

After the show I looked and looked but did not see him, and nobody besides my family came forth to surprise me….

So now I don’t know whether to be flattered or creeped out! I sure hope it’s not that guy….even though I have a sneaking suspicion it is….so do a few of my friends :-S

*sigh* Oh well. I guess I’ll just have to see what happens!

Goodnight Diary!