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A story about Michael Kuczi creeping out girls.

Michael Kuczi Is A Stalker

As I write this, it is 2013. Almost everyone I know has a social media presence of

some sort. The explosion of social media over the last several years has been

fantastic in many ways - it makes it easier to keep in touch, share important life

events, and reconnect with friends you may have fallen out of touch with.

But what happens when you are contacted by someone you DIDN’T want to talk to? If it

is someone you don’t exactly fondly remember, it’s easy enough to ignore their

request, or give them a courtesy accept and simply stash them in a protected list

where they don’t see your posts. However, if the contact is from someone who you

never wanted to talk to in the first place, who may have access to your personal

information, the situation isn’t quite so simple. My girlfriend and I recently had

such an experience, and that experience will be the topic of this blog.

Several months ago, my girlfriend (we’ll call her Amanda) ordered some flowers for

her mother’s birthday. The flower company was running a promotion where the order

came with a free second bouquet. She had the second bouquet delivered to herself at

our home. When the flowers arrived, she was on the phone and didn’t speak to the

delivery man as she accepted them.

Flash forward to a few days ago. Amanda received an email on Facebook from a name she

didn’t recognize. She thought it was a spambot at first, but upon examining the

Facebook profile, realized it was a real person. The email (pasted below)

mysteriously mentioned a “professional encounter” that caused this person to realize

that he was romantically interested in Amanda. That person’s name was Michael Kuczi.

When Amanda first told me about the email, I didn’t think much of it. She’s a pretty

girl and men notice her. We decided to just ignore the email. It wasn’t until Michael

sent more emails that we began to become concerned. Thinking that he could just be

some lonely internet weirdo emailing random girls hoping for one of them to bite, she

asked him how they had met.

If you hadn’t guessed from the foreshadowing story above, Michael turned out to be

the flower delivery guy. He commented that six months was a long time to go without

getting any flowers.

At this point, we actually became a little unnerved. This Kuczi guy presumably knew

where we lived. What other information about her did he have access to via the flower

order she had placed? Her parents address where the flowers were delivered for her

mom? Credit card number, phone number, employer? I don’t have any concerns about my

ability to protect Amanda, but we’re obviously not always together.

What if he shows up when I’m not home? What if he waits for her after work? What if

he starts harassing her on the phone? What if that’s him in the car parked across the

street from our place right now? These were the thoughts we had. Amanda even went so

far as to say, “I’m never ordering flowers again!” It really bothered me that this

guy could actually invade our personal life the way that he did and cause us to think

and talk about him.

Look, I’m not trying to sound overly alarmist here. This guy is probably just lonely.

From his emails, he seems to have a lack of social aptitude. In fact, you may have

guessed that he’s not real good with girls because HE ASSUMES

THEY ARE SINGLE AND

INTERESTED IN HIM BECAUSE THEY ORDERED SOME FLOWERS. Whatever he does, we can

probably deal with the situation. But then the thought occurred - how many women is

he doing this to?

The thing is, Michael Kuczi blatantly abused his position as a flower delivery guy

(something I never thought I would type!). Maybe he emails every girl who gets

flowers that he assumes is single? I Googled him to see if there were any similar

stories out there. All I found was that he likes Magic The Gathering, is about 40

years old, probably graduated from Shorecrest High School in 1990, and posts on

Planetcrap.com under the alias “Jafd”.

So, this blog happened. We’ve told him to cease contact and notified his employer of

the entire situation. We hope that this is the end of it. We also hope that this blog

will help anyone who Michael Kuczi creeps out in the future. If you know him, have

been harassed by him, or even just want to share a similar story, feel free to

comment or privately contact me.

Oh, and if you happen to read this, Michael Kuczi, Mike Kuczi, Jack Kuczi or whatever your name is: just because you SAY you aren’t a stalker doesn’t mean that you’re not. To wit, this definition of “stalker”:

a person who harasses or persecutes someone with unwanted and obsessive attention.

Email transcript below:

Michael Kuczi

Hello. My friends call me Jack. I am a real person!

I met you in a professional capacity three months ago. I have not forgotten you

since. I rather thought that I would meet you again in the same way, but that hasn’t

happened, nor is it likely to that way.

I remembered I remembered you specifically because you have an unusual last name–

like me! I remember thinking, “this is probably a person who understands the unique

challenges of having a unique name.” For example, since I know your name, it was easy

to find you on Facebook.

Which is great, because other than stalking you on the streets (I am not a stalker, I

am a real person!), I would have no way of ever talking to you again.

I wondered why I liked you when I first met you for no immediately rational reason,

and now I wonder why I still think about you after never seeing you again for a

quarter of a year. It is interesting. I have not had this experience before.

I would like to find out about you, if that is okay with you. You’re not too busy?

Great!

I hope none of this unsettles you in any way. Do you, perhaps, like to play chess?

You look smart! I like smart.

Michael Kuczi

It would seem that you do not use Facebook often–or you perhaps you have not even

read my message yet!

On the bright side, you have not blocked me! hooray \o/

Michael Kuczi

Uh oh–bad grammar. Oh well.

Amanda

How did you meet me?

Michael Kuczi

I delivered flowers to you.

Michael Kuczi

I am really glad you replied to me.

Amanda

Are you sure? I haven’t received flowers for over 6 months. I’ve sent flowers to

people.

Michael Kuczi

Oh yes I am quite overwhelmingly sure. our interaction was so brief, I am not at all

offended you do not remember me yet.

You sent the flowers to yourself.

Michael Kuczi

Six months seems like a really long time to go without getting any flowers.

Anyway, I hope I’m not freaking you out, and you’re just fabulously busy! Try to

remember: I’m just a mostly ordinary human. I met you, and I liked you. It happens

sometimes, you know.

If I have disturbed you, I apologize. Quite the opposite of my intent, truly.

Michael Kuczi

I am sorry that I have bothered you. Good luck. Namaste.

Michael Kuczi

Hi, I turned this back on, because I thought someone might be looking for me, not

you, and while viewing that, I happened to see that the ‘Seen’ tag for the last

message I sent to you happened to be the day before Aug XX.

You know, before that sarin nerve gas massacre. Wow. How the world can change, huh?

Anyway, perhaps too soon for gallows humor, but–it wasn’t me. Disappointed, sure,

but it is not like I really wished to do much besides tell you that I thought you

were a nice person, and just plain wickedly pretty.

Anyway sitting on the evening of WWIII, I thought through all those deductions in a

flash, and I thought I’d tell you, there’s no hard feelings. I hope that I myself one

day can have such a wealth of connections with other people, that I feel I can just

blow off an unusual one that simply might be an indication of a genuine human

interest.

I hope there is not war. It all seems so pointless.