Unmistakable, and I'd be surprised if any woman on this board hasn't known someone similar. I don't mean up close and personal, they don't get that. Several years ago, a friend of mine met up with this guy, they might have been on the same bus, for all I know. It wasn't intentional. So they had a conversation, she got off the bus and he followed her. He came to our house the next day saying that he lost her number, did I have it, would I give it to him.... There was nothing that either one of could say to him, short of calling the cops. It really didn't merit the law, but it had potential. The guy was creepy and delusional. Patrick made him an offer that he couldn't refuse, he disappeared and we never saw him again.
When I was a Senior in high school, a guy in my Government class asked me out. I turned him down, based on his creepyness. It wasn't rumor, I didn't know him past knowing his first and last name, but he was creepy. I wasn't mean about it, and I kept it to myself and went on with my life. So, out of the blue, my friend John asked me if I knew him. Then he proceeds to tell a long, involved, graphic story of me having sex with this guy, as described by the creep. It was pure porn, and much of it, I didn't even know anyone would want to....
It turns out, most people had heard the story. John beat the crap out of him, and made him apologize. He was menacing, but it wasn't something I understood. His sense of entitlement was legion, he called me a lying bitch and told me that he would, "get me." It wasn't fear that I felt, or dread, it was soiled and I had done nothing, I was still a virgin. I felt tainted and I tried not to think about someone actually believing what he said.
My mother had this thing about me having a good "reputation." I really never bought into it, and I handled Heather differently, because we do not always have control of our reputations. It happened to Heather, she got in his face and made it personal, we never saw him again.
It would be a disservice to the nerds, that I intentionally spent my time with in high school, to call Mark (his real name, because he was guilty) a nerd. They did not sexually harass me. I was their friend and I think most of the time, they forgot that I was a girl. I wasn't some snotty mean girl, type, I lived in the middle ground.