Scariest Moment of my Life

Yeah so my stalker definitely asked me out the other night. For those of you who don't know (probably all of you) there's this freaky guy who comes into Vinny's about once a week. He's always hitting on the girls and asking questions about the ones who aren't there - mainly me - and just generally being creepy. So the other night he came in to pick up his usual: fried calamari with extra sauce, to go. I had to cash him out because I was the only one up front. For real, I was nervous, because the guy is just a creep (Mom says maybe he just doesn't realize that it's not generally considered polite to ask someone you don't know if they have a boyfriend, etc. - I think she's being too nice.)

Anyway...our conversation went like this.

ME: Good evening, how are you? *thinking, oh great, not him*
STALKER: Good, and you?
ME: I'm fine. Can I help you?
STALKER: Yeah, I needed to pick up my to go order: fried calamari -
ME: It's not quite ready, do you want to go ahead and pay?
STALKER: Sure. *handing me money while I'm trying desperately not to touch him* So how have you been doing lately? *talking as if we're best of friends*
ME: Fine.
STALKER: That's good. You in school?
ME: I'm out for the summer.
STALKER: What are you studying?
ME: *handing him his change* Liberal arts.
STALKER: Oh okay. Do you know what you want to do?
ME: No, not yet. Let me go check on your food for you. *trying to escape into the kitchen*
STALKER: *calling as I'm starting to walk away* Is your boyfriend in school?
ME: Not right now. (reason being: I don't have a boyfriend. But stalker-dude does NOT need to know that!) *I go to the kitchen and get his food and bring it back* Here you go, sir, have a good night!
STALKER: Thank you. What's your name? *as if he didn't already know. Please note that he has asked about me BY NAME when I was not there*
ME: Samantha.
STALKER: Nice to meet you, I'm "such-and-such" (shows how important it was to me, I can't even remember!). Would you be interesting in going out to dinner with me sometime?
ME: *not sure I heard right* I'm sorry?
STALKER: Would you be interested in going out to dinner with me sometime?
ME: *stunned, not sure how to respond* No, no thanks. Have a good night. *walking away*

Yeah, that was definitely extremely scary for me. I went into the kitchen and had to sit down, I honestly was feeling somewhat dizzy and lightheaded. That was my interesting experience this week...