Woman Creeped Out When Date Keeps Grabbing For Her Drink

Jenna was filled with anxiety as she observed the man. She had a feeling that something was off. She noticed him getting hold of her beverage. This wasn't the first instance he had grabbed the incorrect glass.

He kept his gaze fixed on her, and she attempted to hide her fear. Was she imagining it? She had no idea, but then he acted oddly.

That Friday evening was supposed to be one of the most remarkable nights for Jenna. Just several hours until her birthday, and she was extremely eager to have a party with her female friends. After she finished her job, they had planned to go out to the tavern.

She remained logged in when she first perceived the man's gaze tracking her around the limited space. She felt pleased. He was an attractive individual and, naturally, she enjoyed realizing that he found her attractive too.

Jenna had arrived to have a good time with her friends, and wasn't looking to hook up with anyone. She attempted to pay no attention to the man's looks in her direction, but before long, he made his way to her at the bar.

He enquired without a moment of pause, "Have you ever been informed how beautiful you are?" She was taken aback.

"Nope," She refrained from smiling and asked what beverage he desired. Initially, she figured it was merely harmless flirting, but she was mistaken.

She had noticed him frequenting the place before, but today was the first time he had decided to communicate with her. He got his usual, a Bud Light, and then he did something out of the ordinary. He asked for Jenna's contact information. She couldn't help but become embarrassed.

Although she found him attractive, she chose to disregard his forceful approaches. She did not believe in blurring the lines between work and pleasure. She disregarded him and began to attend to other patrons.

He kept a close eye on her, examining every action she took. He didn't bother trying to hide that he was staring intently.

He had finished his beverage, but he stayed at the bar, anticipating her to wrap up attending to the other person. She realized he was gazing, and she was beginning to feel a bit uneasy.

He inquired, "What time do you complete your job?" Jenna was thrilled it was almost over and immediately responded, "Just a few minutes more." Would it be impolite if she requested him to cease?

The details pleased the young man. He stayed with her until she finished working, and offered to buy her a beverage. He stated, "I'll get you one drink and then let you be." As he said this, he flashed a charming grin.

Although Jenna was unsure, she decided that the best way to make the man leave her alone was to say yes. She figured one drink would not lead to any big problems, yet she was mistaken. Things were about to take a turn for the worse.

Grown up in Louisville, Kentucky, Jenna Wilson was a diligent young adult. At the impressionable age of twenty-three, she had finished college and was eager to embark on her first career.

When she was presented with the occasion to be employed at a tavern in the metropolis, she was delighted even though it had no relevance to the qualification she had just finished.

Jenna was operating a night shift at the bar when the incident occurred. Initially, the evening was progressing smoothly. Jenna examined her watch, expecting the location to become somewhat more crowded.

Her companions declared they would show up punctually at 10 P.M., only twenty minutes from then. Just twenty more minutes, and she would be able to finish her shift for the night. It was a significant evening for the young woman, and she had a motive to commemorate.

She had a tough job, especially since she had to work one of the later hours.

She hadn't wanted this job, but she was in need of the funds. It was the evening prior to her twenty-fourth birthday and she was intent on having a great celebration. As her birthday was beginning at the stroke of midnight, she felt nothing could spoil her mood - until he arrived.

The good-looking guy stepped into the pub with a big grin. Females were gazing as he traversed the throng and advanced to the bar, going straight towards Jenna. She had perceived his face before.

He requested the common beer, Bud Light, however then he made a different move. Rather than engaging in the same small talk he usually did, he asked Jenna for her phone number. Jenna's cheeks turned a bright red.

Though she was feeling upbeat, she chose to disregard his somewhat hostile advances. This wasn't the first time somebody had made a move on her while she was at work. She saw no point in bringing love and work together.

The individual refused to give her space. After she dealt with each customer, he kept pushing the issue and it was really bothering her.

After he had finished his first beverage, he was determined not to go away from the bar. He wanted to stay close to Jenna while she worked. He followed her around wherever she went. At the point when she was alone, he inquired as to when she would be done with her work.

She was eager for her work day to be over and her birthday celebration to begin, and without thinking she blurted out the response. His face lit up with joy. If only she had kept her mouth shut.

The news made the young man content. He stayed next to her until she finished work and offered her a beverage. "One beverage and then I will allow you to be by yourself," He declared, showing his attractive grin.

Despite feeling uncertain, Jenna concluded that accepting the man's offer was the quickest way to make him quit bothering her. She assumed one beverage with him would not be an issue, but she was mistaken.

He informed her that he would get something and then went up to the bar. She was wishing that her pals would come quickly and liberate her from his offbeat behavior. However, right then she got a message that said, "We are a bit overdue, we'll be there shortly."

Before Jenna realized, the strange man was back with their refreshments. He seemed pleased with himself, but she didn't ask why. If only she had watched him more carefully.

He suggested they find a spot to sit and she agreed. He guided her over to an unoccupied table in the rear of the drinking establishment.

He said they could hang out in a place where nobody could disturb them. She consented as he put her cup in front of her. She didn't understand why, but something just didn't feel right. She was anxious and tense around him.

At first, she didn't pay any attention when he chose her cup instead of his own. She figured it was a blunder. Nonetheless, after it happened a couple more times, she began to get irritated.

He had purchased a beverage for her, yet it appeared that he wished to possess it himself. She had only taken a tiny swallow when she made the decision to message her associates. Unfortunately, they did not answer her. Where could they be?

After some time, she was delighted to observe her companions enter. She stood from her chair so they could locate her.

But upon casting her eyes downwards at the table, she was perplexed to observe that the unknown person had again shifted her beverage. This further stirred her uncertainty. What did he have in mind?

Once her companions had showed up, she had a great explanation to leave. Her female acquaintances instantly linked up with her and gave her hugs. The guy rose clumsily and said he had to go to the restroom.

The instant he left, she realized it was her only chance to take action. If her suspicions were indeed correct, this person was going to be sorry for pestering her all evening.

Without being detected, Jenna quickly changed the beverages, then she went to a larger table with her pals.

She observed as the guy came back from the restroom. He seemed to be disgruntled that she had gone away with her acquaintances, yet he was too timid to come up to her while all her pals were present. She assumed it was finished.

Every time Jenna got up to get a beverage or sway with one of her companions, he was gazing at her. Notwithstanding, she resolved not to let the circumstance demolish her evening. She chose to keep on moving with her companions.

She avoided glancing in his direction, and before long he had vanished among the group of people nearby. In spite of this, she could not run away from him forever.

When she turned around to see the man, he was nowhere to be found. She figured he had left for the day. She could now relax and spend some time with her companions.

As time passed, Jenna hadn't spotted the guy for a while. Had he left or was he simply waiting for her to be alone again? She tried not to think about it.

Before Jenna realized, the clock had struck 3 o'clock. She and her pals had consumed alcohol and partied for a number of hours, and now they were completely worn out. In summary, it was one of the most enjoyable nights out she had ever experienced.

In the wee hours of the night, Jenna and her pals made their way out of the bar. But when Jenna noticed who was outside, her apprehensive emotions returned.

The individual was lying on the ground, unconscious in a shallow pool. She looked at him, realizing that if she hadn't switched their beverages, she most likely would have been in his position.

She had been right all along; he was putting something in her beverage. It became obvious that she was the intended subject of his actions, and she was not going to permit him to continue.

She was speechless when she logged onto Twitter and chose to express herself about the occurrence. "This person stole my drink twice last evening and put something in my cup when they bought me a new one," she wrote.

She revealed that she had changed their glasses when he went to the restroom and then shortly after saw him sprawled in a pool of water. She said, "Thanks to the person who experienced this instead of me, you're a hero." Her post gained lots of attention in no time.

She rapidly gained popularity on her posts. In a few hours, her posts had been shared 11,000 times, received 175,000 likes, and had many comments. Everyone was astonished by her narrative.

Her admirers were appalled that a peculiar fellow had attempted to adulterate her beverage. Her response section was overflowing with astonishment and fury. Unexpectedly, there were still a great deal of dissenters who reacted also.

A Twitter user commented that the story was nice, but not true. People then accused Jenna of spreading false information on the internet. Nevertheless, she was soon defended by her group of female followers.

Many people here don't understand this because they are fortunate enough to not experience this recurrently," one individual said with annoyance. Numerous people relayed comparable tales.

"I can relate," one woman commented. "A few years ago, a guy deliberately spilled my wine and then tried to make up for it by buying me a new one.

I consented because I figured he was behaving politely, yet then something felt off-kilter so I decided not to pursue it. At the following pub, I saw him strolling in the corner and glancing at me. Also, one of the bartenders had an experience to tell.

Jenna was disheartened by the amount of people who accused her of being untruthful and seeking attention, but she was thankful for the support of many others.

She was happy that she was not the only one and that other females had gone through similar situations. The following day, she informed the bar of what had happened.

When the fellow showed up the next week, the security guard instantly challenged him. They examined his pockets and detected the tiny white tablets he had dropped into Jenna's drink that evening.

He was taken into custody, and Jenna's manager vowed he would never again be permitted near their establishment. In the end, Jenna once again felt secure in her job.