There's this guy with a stuffed horse on my campus. I don't know if he's a pedophile or just crazy.
Using a throwaway because this is really one of the creepiest people I've met and he's got a temper. I came to Twin Cities this year for university, hence the name. I noticed this guy right away. I later learned his name was Guy.
The first time I saw Guy it was frosh week and I was on a bus going to get my back account set up. I didn't see him at first, I smelled him. He honestly smelled like he shit himself a few days ago, added to that smell preteen boys get when they won't bathe. But he was older, probably thirty. People would move away from him, which would only make him smile. He looked semi-normal but with that "moon stare". I volunteered with Special Olympics all through high school so I figured he was just challenged and wondered if he should be out on his own. He had a stuffed horse toy in his bag. and wore a t-shirt with the same character.
As soon as track practice started, I learned more about Guy from my teammates who were from the area or who had already had a run-in with him. Turns out he wasn't that challenged because he was a student here, but still not competent to bathe apparently. The horse, someone informed me, was from My Little Pony. This teammate was a "brony" fan but a normal guy, it was kind of like a Doctor Who fandom which my girlfriend is into. He would later stop wearing his pony-theme jersey to practice because he didn't want to be associated with Guy.
Anyway, Guy believes he's dating his stuffed pony. He takes it everywhere except class, I think because someone complained about it. He tells people he's married but is vague about his wife but laughs to himself about it. He has a ton of merchandise that he takes everywhere. I've heard tons of stories of people being in restaurants and him having a date with the toy, pretending to feed her and carrying on a conversation.
There have been a ton of complaints to the university; one of my teammates works in student life and hears them. Most often it's his hygiene. But professors complain about him because he has that know-it-all attitude and is really disrespectful to them. Girls say he's inappropriately touched them and talked to them about sexual stuff. A gay guy on my team was insulted by him because apparently he's an Ex-Gay and his wife won him over.
Most disturbingly, though, is how he uses his plush toy to lure kids, primarily young girls, to him. A friend of mine was in a Starbucks when he came in, and he took out the toy and put it in his lap. He then called over to two little girls whose mother was in line, telling them to come over and pat it. They did and Guy looked incredibly happy about it. When the girls' mother turned around, she snatched them and hurried out of the store. The manager asked him to leave and he threw a minor tantrum before storming out. He's been asked to leave from some local gaming nights due to inappropriate behavior (sore losing and sexual talk), and a few more have had lots of people stop coming because he brings the toy and insists that she play as a separate person with him puppetting it. He apparently made a girl cry when she tried to introduce her Inu Yasha plushie to his pony. He knocked her toy out of her hands and told her Twilight had killed it.
I hear a lot of rumors I have no idea are true. One guy swears his roommate went to Guy's apartment and it was wall to wall pony merchandise, and thousands of dollars worth of gaming equipment, and his roommate is a paranoid schizophrenic. And of course, the popular theory is that he has sex with the toy, that he then gets kids to touch.
I've had him shoot dirty looks at me a lot, and he's waited outside classes for me before just glaring and walking away. I guess he hates all males because he thinks we're out to rape him or something, but I have no idea why he follows me; we've never even talked. A lot of others make fun of him and he either throws tantrums or doesn't even recognize, thinking they're seriously accepting the fact that he's dating a toy pony.
A teammate's girlfriend works at a Starbucks he hasn't been asked to leave and called him by name when giving him his drink. He looked her in the eye and said he was a prince now, and then just walked out. She now writes Prince Guy on his drinks and he thanks her for it. Still doesn't tip, though.
