The Pacer
Alright, so we all know and understand how annoying it is when someone is walking too close behind you for a prolonged period of time. Well, the other day I was waiting at the bus stop, and this weird man kept pacing around, RIGHT behind me. I was feeling extremely uncomfortable, and was very much on edge, wondering if I should: step around behind him (although that might be rude), turn around and back hand across the race (also slightly rude), or just stand listening to his movements and waiting for the sound of the knife, so that I could pull some ninja move on his ass.
Anyway, as I stood there, waiting for my ninja move moment, I noticed that he was mumbling to himself, so now I had a crazy lunatic pacing around directly behind me, no doubt having an argument with his imaginary tormentor, about killing me. In the end, I could take it no more, and turned around and just watched him, determined to break out my samurai skills on him, should he show any signs of agression.
posted by Aron @ 7:10 PM
2 Comments:
haha, this happens to me all the time! In fact, on wendsday night right after my night class there's this guy/girl? person walking so close behind me that when I slowed down, they stepped on the back of my shoe!! Now that's close.
Oh, and speaking of creepy, I thought (think?) the dude that lives next door is a rapest cause he totally followed a girl down the street (like 3 meters behind her) and when he thought he was out of my view, he jogged to catch up to her. She didn't react to him, so they might of known eachother, but I swear when they got to just-before-albert, he totally grabbed her and tossed her into a bush. But that might have just been my imagination. After all it was 2:30 AM and I was having a breakdown, but whatever. Little details...
You are a crazy person. You would think that if you thought he was tossing her into a bush, you would check the bush, and try and help her. Clearly you are either immoral, or you didn't really believe that such a thing had happened.
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