the man who would be santa

If God is sending me messages, I am getting them loud and clear...
Don't take your life for granted, and he is teaching me through Rainbow.

One of my Rainbow stalkers killed himself last night. Ok, he didn't really stalk me, but each one of the Rainbow girls has a creepy male following that has become quite absorbed with what we do. I actually knew this one though. I met him last Christmas Eve, which is quite ironic, at our annual holiday dinner. We always have the Christmas Eve festivities with the family of my mom's best friend. Better than our actual family, and we've been doing it for about ten years now. He was the son of the sister of the cousin of someone or something like that. Can't really recall how he fit in somehow. He was in his mid thirties and they all tried to set me up with him because "he's a nice guy and plays music - give him a chance". No. He was a bit creepy and followed me all around. Nice guy, but way overbearing. So overbearing that he started travelling out of his way to visit my store, and me. Jen always seemed to work with me everytime he visited, so she knew the story and she would always save me from the weirdness. He would always order clean rap music and stay in the store for a while listening to it. And he always said bye to us strangely, with his half wave and wide eyes.

In a few hours, I'll be leaving for PA for the usual Christmas Eve festivities. They didn't want me to know, but I found out anyways.