No you can't have my boyfriend

[InsanityInc]

I can sympathize with the psyco ex's, my last boyfriend didn't hit the full-blown psyco thing until I got it thru his head we were finished. Then he tried to kill me on my (our) daughter's birthday. Nice present for her, huh?
It took two restraining orders, every letter and voicemail going straight to the local police,several arrests,two 1/2 years, and two trips to prison (not jail, that was more than twice) before he has stayed away. It's going on a year now since the last time he bothered me, and I've been enjoying it.
Prior to the whole attempted murder thing, I WAS trying to descalate the whole thing, and being nice (not a doormat) when he called me. Part of it was he was using our daughter to see me, and at the time, I was letting him have visitation.
Unfortunatly as Eireann said, any reaction or just acting like a decent human being encouraged him.

[RecoveringKinkoid]

With this kind of mentality, ANY attention...even saying "fuck off and never speak to me again" is positive attention to them. Saying "leave me alone" is attention.

One reason stalkers and psychos are so hard to get rid of.

[TryNotToBeThatOne]

My BF & I are both hardened flirts. We'll flirt with anybody, pretty much, & we're both hetero. We're also monogamous, we just enjoy flirty & friendly conversation (though I didn't find out that most people found what I thought of as friendly to be flirty until I was in my 20's).

That said, we've had remarkably few problems with other folks coming on to us. Either that or we're both friggin' oblivious. The only person I ever noticed really coming on to the BF was a waiter once. That was more funny than disturbing or upsetting, especially because the guy who was at the table who would have enjoyed the waiter's attentions was being completely ignored (glass has gone dry, not just empty-ignored).

[MMATM]

Personally, I've had few people come up to flirt with me (but only one really obnoxious and persistent one) since arriving here at the Zoo. However, that really obnoxious and persistent (and drunk, almost forgot) one was enough. I tend not to flirt unless I'm single or at work (because it's funny and nobody really takes it seriously), or when I begin bartending this summer (bigger tips ftw). This non-flirty attitude and tendency to hang out with people who know me and not random crowds kinda heads off the flirting.

However, one of my best friends has quite a story. His roommate from last year wasn't very... sophisticated. A typical dude-bro wannabe and such. He resembled (I kid you not) a Tyrannosaurus Rex, but more like Rex from Toy Story than a real one. Big head on an undersized body, and it looked vaguely like he had swallowed a basketball (read: beer gut).
Well, one night this friend, we'll call him Jack (as in Jack Daniels), had his then-sorta-crush/girlfriend-to-be (Mandy for the sake of the tale) over to hang out. Rex had recently purchased, through a legal-age friend, a sizable amount of beer. He, apparently, was rather desperate. His quote to a mutual friend of mine and Jack's was "Hey Jack's having Mandy up tonight, but I've got a thirty rack so... maybe things will go my way."
Jack, of course, upon hearing this (Rex didn't quite understand that all the people he bad-mouthed Jack to were Jack's friends), banned Rex from the room for the evening.

And on another occasion, Rex (drunkenly) leaned over to Mandy (not drunk) and slurred "Wun kissth, then buckssth."

Errrggghhh...