Ok, it’s time to slap the name “Dear” in front of your name and take a look at this letter to Dear Margo and see how you would answer it. What would you say if someone wrote to your blog and had this problem or asked this question?
You can either answer it here in comments or write your answer in a post on your site and trackback. I’ll let you know how I would answer it in a post tomorrow
DEAR [Insert your name here]: When I moved into my condo, a neighbor welcomed me to the neighborhood. He introduced himself, then asked my name. Though I am quite private, I felt forced to be friendly, so I introduced myself. Now, every time he sees me, he yells out my name and asks how my day was. Whenever this happens I feel a surge of anger and discomfort, as I am not used to strangers hollering out my name. One day, while checking my mailbox, he approached from behind and patted me on my right shoulder. My first instinct was to spin around and knee him in the groin, but I painfully smiled and ignored it.
Two days later, going to my car, he walked behind me, tapped me on my right shoulder, then squeezed my left neck muscle. I was totally horrified, but said nothing and just walked off. Every time he sees me, he is always trying to strike up a conversation by inviting me to his barbecues, weekends at the beach with him and his family, even offering to sell me some pup when the family [female dog] delivers.
My fear is that if I tell this neighbor how disgusted I am with his “overfriendliness” and touching I will make a bad situation worse. In the past when I have rejected men, or said things they didn’t want to hear, it has led to unfortunate results. One man stalked me; another kept calling and hanging up after I told him he wasn’t my type. Can you help me handle this?
What would you tell “Imprisoned In My Own Home?