Thursday, 8 February 2007

ZING!

Check out this awesome email I sent to the tool in the gingham shirt from Saturday night at the hole. He gave us a business card for his band (honestly, what kind of a band has a business card?) so hopefully some of his bandmates will see it as well. HA HA HA!

Subject: Important message for (MR BEAN)

My name's (Town Bike). You might remember me from such events as you trying to sleaze onto myself and my friend on Saturday night.

Just an email to let you know that it's time for you to call off your dog. Someone purporting to be your 'girlfriend' has been calling me constantly and leaving threatening messages on my voicemail. I have tried to ignore this ridiculous situation as I have my own life and my own boyfriend but clearly she has mental issues so this is her last warning.

Now neither me nor my friend are interested in you or your little domestic squabbles with this nutcase. I would appreciate if the phonecalls would stop ASAP or else I'll be taking action as follows:

1. The next time she calls, I will answer the phone and tell her exactly what happened - ie you trying to hit on me, then my friend, telling us you were recently single, asking us to go for a swim, asking us both to kiss you, then following us home when we turned you down and having to be sent home while standing on a street corner.

2. The next step I will take is to call her bosses at work. She obviously isn't the brightest crayon in the box because she was enough of a nitwit to call me from her work phone several times and leave nasty messages (which incidentally I have saved). Me being a fair bit brighter than her, I called the number back and bingo! I know where she works.

Now here's the funny bit. In case you don't remember from Saturday (which you obviously don't), I WORK IN THE SAME INDUSTRY AS HER AND HAVE DEALINGS WITH HER COMPANY, (INSERT NAME OF COMPANY HERE)! What a fortunate coincidence for me. Not so much for her, as I know her bosses and if she calls again I will be calling them to report what's been going on from their work phones. And she was stupid enough to leave her name on my voicemail.

Employers don't take kindly to people using their phones to harass other people in the industry so chances are her job will be in jeopardy. I suggest you tell her to lose my number immediately. Even if you really have broken up I'm sure you don't want her to lose her job.

3. If the harassment continues, I will be going to the police. Just to reiterate, I have no interest in being dragged into your domestic squabbles so I suggest she stops calling me ASAP.

By the way, neither of us were in the least bit interested in you or your sleazy mate. As you can see we are clearly the innocent parties here as even though you kissed my friend you did portray yourself to be single.

Sorry if this is overly nasty but I've had enough of this and am ready to take action. Calling me continuously when I'm at work has pushed me to this point. If you could pass this message onto her it would be appreciated.

Okay have a nice life and call off your dog,
(Town Bike)

15 comments:

Anonymous said...

lovely

Town Bike said...

I thought I was rather restrained.

Miss Contradiction said...

I find Town Bikes command of the English language to be rather inspiring.

Apparently Mr Bean sms'd her this morning to apologise.

He reckons the 'ex' is not handling their break up too well.

Really? I thought she was being rather mature and gorwn up about the whole thing.

He was damn cute though.

Oh well, onwards and upwards. I have my eye on a hottie bartender at Miss Penelope's city local and plan to throw myself at him shamelessly tonight.

Town Bike said...

Yes I am rather awesome.

I found his apology to be quite lame considering he called and left a message on Sunday night asking who I was, clearly for her benefit.

They can take their pathetic domestic squabbles back to Ruby Rabbit and get the hell out of my life and my pub.

Anonymous said...

Nice work Town Bike.
I can't believe all you got back was a txt message.

Let's see if the calls stop!

Anonymous said...

I'm in awe and slightly terrified at the same time....

Town Bike said...

OH MY GOD. Just had another call from a private number that was presumably either from Mr Gingham Shirt or his psycho unit girlfriend, Norma Bates.

Bitch needs to stop ringing me because she's making an idiot of herself.

How the HELL did I get involved in this?? I didn't even pash the loser.

And yes he is a loser for dating this moronic woman in the first place.

Stalkers like her give other women a bad name.

Miss Contradiction said...

I hope she gets so desperate that she stalks Jason to find out who we are.

That would be HYSTERICAL.

Jason would no doubt offer to help her 'get over him'.

Miss Contradiction said...

She might have to take her cheque book with her though.

Jason's services don't come cheap these days.

She may have to spring for a small island in the Carribean or something.

Or perhaps shares in Artistocrat.

Anonymous said...

Andrew wants to meet with Miss Penelope

Miss Contradiction said...

yes, we have already ascertained that Andrew.

Miss Penelope is way to old for you.

Sorry dear.

Anonymous said...

:O everyone need some young lovin tho

Town Bike said...

How come Miss Penelope attracts more stalkers than us?

We need her to give us some tips.

I am sorely lacking in the stalker stakes now.

IE I have none. Apart from some deranged woman aka Norma Bates.

Anonymous said...

I seem to attract married men - which happened twice at the hotel I was staying in last week. And of course when I pointed out the wedding ring they were wearing, they gave me the sob story that their marriage was over.
Hotel bars seem to have that affect on married men.

I also seem to attract weirdo's - where are all the attractive, single men, sane men?? I wouldn't mind having one of them stalking me!!

I can't comment on you Andrew because I have never met you, but I have heard you are a little young for me. Maybe I should have a toy boy. Who knows!!

Town Bike said...

I am yet to come across an attractive, single, sane man.

Maybe I'm looking in the wrong places.