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		<title>By: Mindy</title>
		<link>http://marymurtz.com/2009/11/21/creepy-encounters/#comment-8001</link>
		<dc:creator>Mindy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 02:51:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ooh, I remember that, Mary.  And I remember being sooo glad that you were so savvy about it all.

Creepiest thing I had happen at work was being victimized by my boss.  Really, really horrible.  

Too bad I didn&#039;t meet him later in life, when I&#039;d become a much stronger person . . .</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ooh, I remember that, Mary.  And I remember being sooo glad that you were so savvy about it all.</p>
<p>Creepiest thing I had happen at work was being victimized by my boss.  Really, really horrible.  </p>
<p>Too bad I didn&#8217;t meet him later in life, when I&#8217;d become a much stronger person . . .</p>
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		<title>By: Cheeky Monkey</title>
		<link>http://marymurtz.com/2009/11/21/creepy-encounters/#comment-8000</link>
		<dc:creator>Cheeky Monkey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 22:54:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow.  That is super creepy.  I&#039;m glad your instincts warned you about the guy.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow.  That is super creepy.  I&#8217;m glad your instincts warned you about the guy.</p>
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		<title>By: Angela</title>
		<link>http://marymurtz.com/2009/11/21/creepy-encounters/#comment-7998</link>
		<dc:creator>Angela</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 20:18:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My creepiest encounter wasn&#039;t really an encounter but I was in an adjacent room watching via video an interview with a murderer - he was complete with shackles and his hamburglar uniform.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My creepiest encounter wasn&#8217;t really an encounter but I was in an adjacent room watching via video an interview with a murderer &#8211; he was complete with shackles and his hamburglar uniform.</p>
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		<title>By: Tiffany</title>
		<link>http://marymurtz.com/2009/11/21/creepy-encounters/#comment-7997</link>
		<dc:creator>Tiffany</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 16:16:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That&#039;s bad but I don&#039;t think you want me to tell you my creepiest work encounter!  You did good!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That&#8217;s bad but I don&#8217;t think you want me to tell you my creepiest work encounter!  You did good!</p>
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		<title>By: Stacie</title>
		<link>http://marymurtz.com/2009/11/21/creepy-encounters/#comment-7996</link>
		<dc:creator>Stacie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 16:06:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a creepy thing to have happened to you. Thank God you listened to those warning bells going off about that guy. I grieve for his granddaughter.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a creepy thing to have happened to you. Thank God you listened to those warning bells going off about that guy. I grieve for his granddaughter.</p>
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		<title>By: Memzoo</title>
		<link>http://marymurtz.com/2009/11/21/creepy-encounters/#comment-7995</link>
		<dc:creator>Memzoo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 15:35:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I remember that incident, Mary.  Very scary.  And well told, I might add.

My creepiest encounter at work was about a year or two ago.  I worked for a law firm which took up the entire 100-year-old, two-story Victorian house we were in. We didn&#039;t always lock the back door, as it led to our only parking lot, where all 6 employees crammed their cars in each day.

In the rear of the house, near the back door, was the kitchen.  Due to fire regulations, the owner had had to add tiny staircase to the second floor.  (Needed at least two exits from upstairs.)  One day, when the only male in the office -- my boss, the owner -- was gone, we heard scuffling.  Someone was coming up the tiny spiral staircase!  The paralegal and I both confronted the person at the same time.  It was a man, obviously not one who belonged there.  Disheveled, creepy looking. He said he was looking for the person who had the job applications.  Yeah?  Then why didn&#039;t you come in the front door and speak to the receptionist?  

Thankfully, he left right away.  After that, our policy to keep that freaking back door locked.

I will also add -- when I was an attorney in downtown San Francisco, a gunman (disgruntled client) entered a nearby law firm and killed 8 people.  The firm closed and several of the lawyers came to work with us.  I have never felt completely safe at work ever since.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember that incident, Mary.  Very scary.  And well told, I might add.</p>
<p>My creepiest encounter at work was about a year or two ago.  I worked for a law firm which took up the entire 100-year-old, two-story Victorian house we were in. We didn&#8217;t always lock the back door, as it led to our only parking lot, where all 6 employees crammed their cars in each day.</p>
<p>In the rear of the house, near the back door, was the kitchen.  Due to fire regulations, the owner had had to add tiny staircase to the second floor.  (Needed at least two exits from upstairs.)  One day, when the only male in the office &#8212; my boss, the owner &#8212; was gone, we heard scuffling.  Someone was coming up the tiny spiral staircase!  The paralegal and I both confronted the person at the same time.  It was a man, obviously not one who belonged there.  Disheveled, creepy looking. He said he was looking for the person who had the job applications.  Yeah?  Then why didn&#8217;t you come in the front door and speak to the receptionist?  </p>
<p>Thankfully, he left right away.  After that, our policy to keep that freaking back door locked.</p>
<p>I will also add &#8212; when I was an attorney in downtown San Francisco, a gunman (disgruntled client) entered a nearby law firm and killed 8 people.  The firm closed and several of the lawyers came to work with us.  I have never felt completely safe at work ever since.</p>
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		<title>By: Mrs F with 4</title>
		<link>http://marymurtz.com/2009/11/21/creepy-encounters/#comment-7994</link>
		<dc:creator>Mrs F with 4</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 14:13:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh, my goodness, I guess you wouldn&#039;t have heard of Suzy Lamplugh in the US? Almost exactly that happened to her (in the UK) - only not with a safe ending.

Creepy, umm, well, scary ....narrowly avoiding being stabbed at 3am by a deranged nurse with a syringe full of morphine (I worked in the hospital too).... being stalked by a patient wielding a crutch, also in the dead of night... and now I&#039;m being cyber-stalked by former ER (male) nurse who worked for me....

Instinct is a reliable thing, though, don&#039;t you think?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, my goodness, I guess you wouldn&#8217;t have heard of Suzy Lamplugh in the US? Almost exactly that happened to her (in the UK) &#8211; only not with a safe ending.</p>
<p>Creepy, umm, well, scary &#8230;.narrowly avoiding being stabbed at 3am by a deranged nurse with a syringe full of morphine (I worked in the hospital too)&#8230;. being stalked by a patient wielding a crutch, also in the dead of night&#8230; and now I&#8217;m being cyber-stalked by former ER (male) nurse who worked for me&#8230;.</p>
<p>Instinct is a reliable thing, though, don&#8217;t you think?</p>
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		<title>By: ryterrytes</title>
		<link>http://marymurtz.com/2009/11/21/creepy-encounters/#comment-7993</link>
		<dc:creator>ryterrytes</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 14:07:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Nothing so creepy as that but a parent kept me at conferences till way after all the other teachers had gone once.  A single dad who was &#039;late&#039; and wanted to do nothing but trash mom and her parenting choices.  Kinda creeped me out when he insisted on walking me out to my car.  Found out later he was just collecting &#039;evidence&#039; for a custody hearing</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nothing so creepy as that but a parent kept me at conferences till way after all the other teachers had gone once.  A single dad who was &#8216;late&#8217; and wanted to do nothing but trash mom and her parenting choices.  Kinda creeped me out when he insisted on walking me out to my car.  Found out later he was just collecting &#8216;evidence&#8217; for a custody hearing</p>
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		<title>By: beckiwithani</title>
		<link>http://marymurtz.com/2009/11/21/creepy-encounters/#comment-7992</link>
		<dc:creator>beckiwithani</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 13:22:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>WOW. That&#039;s a terrifying story. I&#039;m glad you were so smart about it!  Sounds like you did everything just right, listening to yourself when you started to feel uncomfortable.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>WOW. That&#8217;s a terrifying story. I&#8217;m glad you were so smart about it!  Sounds like you did everything just right, listening to yourself when you started to feel uncomfortable.</p>
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		<title>By: slouchy</title>
		<link>http://marymurtz.com/2009/11/21/creepy-encounters/#comment-7991</link>
		<dc:creator>slouchy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 12:25:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>oh my god, mary.  i&#039;m so glad that nothing happened to you.</description>
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