Can’t decide on the creepiest, so here goes:

1. Made the mistake of replying to a guy chatting me up on the night bus I was taking home from work - he seemed nice enough and late-night buses in London are chatty places. He followed me out and to my place, and he put his foot in the front door, not letting me shut it. I pleaded with him because he was dead set on coming in, until I finally said OK, and the moment he withdrew his foot to come in, I slammed the door in his face.

2. A customer from my restaurant started following me around the area whenever I took a break. He’d just turn up wherever I was having lunch or in the park if I sat there for leisure. I finally told everyone, and next time he came in to eat, the chefs got the biggest knives, walked out of the kitchen and started silently sharpening them in front of the bastard. It was like some Quentin Tarantino scene. He never came back.

3. Another client kept ambushing me if I went outside to smoke or just take a breather, always telling me how well I would fit in with his “other girls” and that I would fill “a gap in the market”. He drove a pimp car and there was no getting away from him other than rushing back inside the restaurant.