I’m like following the two like totally Gen Y young women near the Canberra Centre and like I wasn’t like listening but they were like talking pretty loud so I overheard, and like one says to the other: “I can’t believe it. She’s stalking him. They like split up 18 months ago and she’s still like stalking him. She rang him up the other day and like asked him if he wanted to meet for a coffee. Can you believe that?”
“Yeah, that’s like so totally wrong. Like you guys have been going out for 18 months and she’s still like stalking him. He oughta take out an AVO on the cow.”
Hey Gen Y bimbos… here’s a tip. A phone call, or even keeping in contact with, or even trying to stay in contact with someone, does not constitute ‘stalking’.
It’s almost as though being stalked is the new cool, that it somehow confers on the stalkee an air of mystery or desire, that unless you’re being stalked or have been stalked, you’re like such a loser.