Psycho?

Ok, I promised to be careful with names here. But the story itself and the question it poses are too good to resist.

My friend's husband, we'll call him Sam, is super nice. Quick to put you at ease. Great fella.

My friend said he's actually had a few stalkers in the past because he's so nice and nonthreatening.

On to the story.

Sam works at a large company in a big, beautiful building with its own cafeteria. Once or twice a week, Sam would go to the cafeteria and get a sandwich. He was always polite to the woman behind the sandwich counter, and she came to notice that he favored a certain type of bread.

So she started making more sandwiches with that bread.

Nice, right?

But then one time he came to the counter and she was helping someone else. Another cafeteria employee tried to help Sam, but she stopped them, saying I know what he wants. Which was a bit odd, and held him up in line for a bit, but he's a nice guy, so he didn't say anything.

And, side note, he's been crystal clear about the fact that he's married and that he loves his wife and child very much. He hasn't been flirting. He's just been nice. 

Another time, he went up there with some buddies, who had a funny nickname for him: White Bread. They called him that in front of the sandwich lady and everybody laughed.

The Very. Next. Day...

He went up for a sandwich and she waved him over. She told him she'd been thinking about getting a tattoo to commemorate her food-service job at the company (she's got lots of tattoos). She raises a pant leg and shows him her new ink: A slice of white bread. I thought that was so funny yesterday, I thought that's what my new tattoo should be, she said.

Cue discomfort.

He never wants to go up there again.

And while it's funny, it's also just plain odd. 

Where do you think she ranks on the scale between Harmless and Bunny Boiler?